Twenty men could not have done that.

And your fingers are white and smooth as any lady's in the land.

I don't know what to make of it.' 'I could give you twenty names more to call me, Curdie, and not one of them would be a false one.

What does it matter how many names if the person is one ?' 'Ah! But it is not names only, ma'am.

Look at what you were like last night, and what I see you now!' 'Shapes are only dresses, Curdie, and dresses are only names.