You have no idea how Legitimate we are." "I don't understand in the least," I said; "not in the least." "Oh, you must take me literally if you want to understand," she answered, "and you won't do that.

I tell you plainly that I find my account in unsettled states, and that I am unsettling them.

Everywhere.
You will see." She spoke with her monstrous dispassionateness, and I felt a shiver pass down my spine, very distinctly.

I was thinking what she might do if ever she became in earnest, and if ever I chanced to stand in her way--as her husband, for example.
"I wish you would talk sense--for one blessed minute," I said; "I want to get things a little settled in my mind." "Oh, I'll talk sense," she said, "by the hour, but you won't listen.
Take your friend, Churchill, now.

He's the man that we're going to bring down.