She felt that she had spoken truth which Robert Belcher ought to hear and to heed, yet she knew that she had lost her hold upon him.

Mr.Belcher listened with the greatest coolness, while a half smile overspread his face.
"Don't you think I'm a pretty good-natured man to sit here," said he, "and hear myself abused in this way, without getting angry ?" "No, I think you are a bad-natured man.

I think you are the hardest-hearted and worst man I ever saw.

What in God's name has Paul Benedict done, that he should be treated in this way?
There are a dozen there just like him, or worse.

Is it a crime to lose one's reason?
I wish you could spend one night in Paul Benedict's room." "Thank you.