It is better for you that you keep away from over there." He raised one hand and pointed across the street towards the Milan Court; with the other he once more gripped Tavernake's arm.
"Why she should take the trouble even to speak with you for a moment, I do not know," the professor continued, "but she does.

It has pleased her to talk with you--why I can't imagine--only if I were you I would get away while there is yet time.

She is my daughter but she has no heart, no pity.

I saw her smile at you.

I am sorry always for the man she smiles upon like that.