We both should confess to our own souls." "It is as I said," she went on; "you were married!" "Well, then, call it so--married after my fashion of marriage; the fashion of which I told you, of a cabin and a bed of husks.

As to what you have said, I forget it, I have not heard it.

Your sort could have no heart beat for one like me.

'Tis men like myself are slaves to women such as you.

You could never have cared for me, and never did.