Ladies, don't you dare to pity him now, for he won't stand it.

Rage was what he felt, and a man in a rage (as you may know if you are married) is only to be soothed by the sight of all womankind in terror of him.

But you may look upon your handiwork, and gloat, an you will, on the wreck you have made.

A young gentleman trusted one of you; behold the result.

O! O! O! O! now do you understand why we men cannot abide you?
If she had told him flat that his mother, and his alone, she would have, and so there was an end of it.