"I think I've done a good deal." "You have, eh ?" she answered.

"You've deceived me--that's what you've done.

You've brought your old friends out here under false pretences.
You've made me out to be--Oh," and with this her voice broke and she pressed her two little hands together tragically.
"I don't see what that's got to do with it," said the drummer quaintly.
"No," she answered, recovering herself and shutting her teeth.

"No, of course you don't see.

There isn't anything you see.