But while I do live, I should prefer not to be turned out of my own house,--if Lady Chiltern could be induced to consent to such an arrangement.

My doctor seems to think that I might linger on for a year or two,--with great care." "Father, you know I was thinking of nothing of the kind." "We won't act the king and the prince any further, if you please.
The prince protested very well, and, if I remember right, the father pretended to believe him.

In my weak state you have rather upset me.
If you have no objection I would choose to be left to recover myself a little." "And is that all that you will say to me ?" "Good heavens;--what more can you want?
I will not--consent--to give up--my house at Maule Abbey for your use,--as long as I live.

Will that do?
And if you choose to marry a wife and starve, I won't think that any reason why I should starve too.

Will that do?
And your friend, Lady Chiltern, may--go--and be d----d.