But before a miller goes to his sweetheart, he always washes his face.

You ladies would never get a miller down to your level in brains.

It is a miller's DIRTY face our mono-maniacs of woman imitate, not the face a miller goes a-courting with." "La! what a fuss about nothing!" "About nothing! Is your health nothing?
Is your beauty nothing?
Well, then, it will cost you nothing to promise me never to put powder on your face again." "Very well, I promise.

Now what will you do for me ?" "Work for you--write for you--suffer for you--be self-denying for you--and even give myself the pain of disappointing you now and then--looking forward to the time when I shall be able to say 'Yes' to everything you ask me.

Ah! child, you little know what it costs me to say 'No' to YOU." Rosa put her arms round him and acquiesced.