You must bring her to her senses, or let me do so.

To my thought, she is making fools of us both." "It is, enough, Guy, that you have my promise.

She shall consent, and I will hasten the matter as fast as I can; but I will not drive her, nor will I be driven myself.

Your love is not such a desperate affair as to burn itself out for the want of better fuel; and you can wait for the proper season.

If I thought for a moment that you did or could have any regard for the child, and she could be happy or even comfortable with you, I might push the thing something harder than I do; but, as it stands, you must be patient.