There isn't going to be any more--" "Oh! Don't TOUCH me!" She sprang up and backed from him, horror plain in her wide eyes.

"Make him keep away, Aunt Phoebe!" Good Indian straightened, and stood perfectly still, looking at her in a stunned, incredulous way.
"Chicken, don't be silly!" Miss Georgie's sane tones were like a breath of clean air.

"You've simply gone all to pieces.

I know what nerves can do to a woman--I've had 'em myself.

Grant isn't going to bite you, and you're not afraid of him.