I did not mean to hurt you.

You are not angry, are you.

I hope you are not hurt?
Where did you hit yourself ?" Margari, however, began whimpering like a schoolboy, the more the other tried to quiet him, the more loudly he bellowed.
"Come, come! don't make such a noise! Come under the verandah and wipe the blood from your face!" "But I am not a dog!" roared Margari.

"I won't go under the verandah, I'll go into the street.

I'll howl at the top of my voice.