She is quite happy.

She is at the ball to-night, and she has friends there who will make it pleasant for her.

Won't you understand ?" "No," Mr.Sabin answered.
She beat the ground with her foot.
"You must understand," she murmured.

"You are not like these fools of Englishmen who go to sleep when they are married, and wake in the divorce court.

For the present at least you have lost Lucille.