You _have_ given me a turn, Charlotte.

I didn't think of a son-in-law yet,--not just yet.

Dear me! How life does go on! Ever since the sheep-shearing it has been running away with me.

Life is a road on which there is no turning round, Charlotte.

Oh, if there only were! If you could just run back to where you made the wrong turning! If you could only undo things that you have done! Eh?
What ?" "Not even God can make what has been, not to have been.