"I should have spoken for myself.

What I mean is that I refuse to quarrel.

You have the most horrible way, without uttering a word, of making me play the fool.

Why, I began with the kindest intentions, and here I am now--" "Making nasty remarks," she completed for him.
"It's the way you have of catching me up," he complained.
"Why, I never said a word.

I was merely sitting here, being sweetly lured on by promises of peace on earth and all the rest of it, when suddenly you began to call me names." "Hardly that, I am sure." "Well, you said I was horrible, or that I had a horrible way about me, which is the same thing.