I cannot advise your daughter." "Oh, cruel, deadly man! You must advise her; you shan't leave this house till you have advised her!" the poor woman passionately retorted.

"Look at me in my misery and refuse to help me! Oh, you need n't be afraid, I know I 'm a fright, I have n't an idea what I have on.

If this goes on, we may both as well turn scarecrows.

If ever a woman was desperate, frantic, heart-broken, I am that woman.

I can't begin to tell you.