"I've thought of nothing else all day.

I've had the hell of a day.

I made up my mind to dash out and telegraph, and then I thought the wire mightn't reach you before I did.

I've been in tortures, Linda." "But, Stanley," said Linda, "what must I forgive you for ?" "Linda!"-- Stanley was very hurt--"didn't you realize--you must have realized--I went away without saying good-bye to you this morning?
I can't imagine how I can have done such a thing.

My confounded temper, of course.