You have pondered over this marriage until you have a frenzy.

Women who live alone are sometimes so, and your brain was always weak.

What is it that you know.
Look--in my eyes--and tell me." It seemed as if her gaze stabbed through Anne's eyes to the very centre of her brain.

Anne tried to bear it, and shrunk and withered; she would have fallen upon the floor at her feet a helpless, sobbing heap, but the white hand would not let her go.
"Find your courage--if you have lost it--and speak plain words," Clorinda commanded.

Anne tried to writhe away, but could not again, and burst into passionate, hopeless weeping.
"I cannot--I dare not!" she gasped.