You are all that I value in the world, my treasure and my comfort, my earthly happiness and my gleam of something better that is to come hereafter.
Do you think that I shall let you go from me in that way?
No, love.
If you are ill I will wait till your illness is gone by; and, if you will let me, I will be your nurse." "I am not ill." "Not ill with any defined sickness.

You do not shake with ague, nor does your head rack you with aching; but yet you may be ill.

Think of what has passed between us.

Must you not be ill when you seek to put an end to all that without any cause assigned." "You will not hear my reasons,"-- she was still kneeling before him and looking up into his face.
"I will hear them if you will tell me that they refer to any supposed faults of my own." "No, no, no!" "Then I will not hear them.

It is for me to find out your faults, and when I have found out any that require complaint, I will come and make it.