I will not strike your brother." "You promise, before God, that no provocation will make you strike him." "That's hard, Ellen; but--well, I do; before God, I won't--an' it's for your sake I say it.

Now, get up, dear, get up.

You have got me to do what no mortal livin' could bring me to but yourself.

I suppose that's what made you send Nanse M'Collum for my staff ?" "Nancy M'Collum! When ?" "Why, a while ago.

She tould me a quare enough story, or rather no story at all, only that you couldn't come, an' you could come, an' I was to give up my staff to her by your ordhers." "She tould you false, John.