It is you who forbid and allow and command, and--' 'I will never again use such words.

Only convince me that you love me as much as ever.' 'It is so miserable to begin quarrelling--' 'Never again! Say you love me! Put your arms round my neck--press closer to me--' She kissed his cheek, but did not utter a word.
'You can't say that you love me ?' 'I think I am always showing it.

Do get ready for dinner now; it's past seven.

Oh, how foolish you have been!' Of course their talk lasted half through the night.

Monica held with remarkable firmness to the position she had taken; a much older woman might have envied her steadfast yet quite rational assertion of the right to live a life of her Own apart from that imposed upon her by the duties of wedlock.