Eugene lost his temper.
"Forgive me for saying so, Kate," he said, "but really at times your mind seems to me positively vulgar." "I am not going to quarrel.

I am quite aware of what you want." "What's that ?" "An opportunity for quarreling." "If that's all, I might have found several.

But come, Kate, it's no use, and not very dignified, to squabble.

We haven't got on so well as we might.

But I dare say it's my fault." "Do you want to throw me over ?" asked Kate scornfully.
"For Heaven's sake, don't talk like a breach-of-promise plaintiff! I am and always have been perfectly ready to fulfill my engagement.