I suffer.

Can you not suffer a little ?" "Not blasphemy!" he said.

"Not that! Tell me"-- his voice, his face grew suppliant--"tell me only that it was not your voice, Anne.

Tell me that it was not you who spoke! Tell me--but that." "I will tell you nothing!" she answered in the same tone.
"You do not know----" "I know what it is you have in your mind!" she replied.

"What it is you are thinking of me.