It's no use talking; I can stand this sort of thing no longer." "Nor can I, with the door open.

Shut it, and say what you want quick, before Mrs.Hale comes back.

Have you found a trail ?" "No, no; that's not what I mean." "Well, it strikes me it ought to be, if you expect to get away.

Have you proposed to Beacon Street, and she thinks it rather premature on a week's acquaintance ?" "No; but--" "But you WILL, you mean?
DON'T, just yet." "But I cannot live this perpetual lie." "That depends.

I don't know HOW you're lying when I'm not with you.