Thank you.

But seriously, Mr.Paine, I am fond of your mother--very fond, considering our short acquaintance--and when I saw her lying there, so patient, and deprived of the little luxuries and conveniences which she needs, and which a little more money might bring to her, it seemed to me.

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Gracious! what a lot of nonsense I am talking! What is the matter with me this afternoon?
Do let's change the subject.

Have you sold your land yet, Mr.Paine?
Of course you haven't! That is more nonsense, isn't it." I think she had again spoken merely on the impulse of the moment; doubtless there was no deliberate intention on her part to bring me to a realization of my position, the position I occupied in her thoughts; but if she had had such an intent she could not have done it more effectively.