Bad luck's not repeated every day.

Keep heart for the good.' 'My heart's shattered, Cumnock.

I say it's impossible she can love a husband twice her age, who treats her--you 've seen.

Contempt of that lady! By heaven! once in my power, I swear she would have been sacred to me.
But she would have been compelled to face the public and take my hand.
I swear she would have been congratulated on the end of her sufferings.
Worship!--that's what I feel.

No woman ever alive had eyes in her head like that lady's.