But I'm not going to immolate you on the altars of my grief.

I shall force myself to go out for your sake, Kate." "But, dear aunt, the world will think it so odd, just at present." "I don't care twopence for the world.

What can the world do to me?
I'm not dependent on the world,--thanks to the care of that sainted lamb.

I can hold my own; and as long as I can do that the world won't hurt me.

No, Kate, if I think a thing's right I shall do it.