If it comes to that or running away, we'll run away." "And Whittingham ?" The signorina for once looked grave.
"You know him," she said.

"Think what he made you do! and you're not a weak man, or I shouldn't be fond of you.

Jack, you must keep him away from me." She was quite agitated; and it was one more tribute to the President's powers that he should exert so strange an influence over such a nature.

I was burning to ask her more about herself and the President, but I could not while she was distressed.

And when I had comforted her, she resolutely declined to return to the subject.
"No, go away now," she said.