You are, of course, acquainted with the circumstances of my mother's marriage.

She married the man she loved, disregarding her brother's wishes." "I knew your mother," said the lawyer, going to the window and looking out and beyond all that met his gaze.
"To think," I went on, cooling none, "that my mother's brother should die in this manner, nourishing so small and petty a spite! When he did this he knew that I should understand his motive.

In the first place, I never dreamed that he would remember me in his will; never entertained the least idea of it.

I am independent; I am earning a livelihood, small, but enough and to spare.

I'll bid you good morning." I took a step toward the door.
"Young man, sit down," said the old man, coming back to his chair.