Foo, what a lot of paper you've covered! I believe there are more than two thousand letters there.

And do you know, old chap, I believe there was one moment when she'd have been ready to marry you.

You let slip your chance in the silliest way.

Of course, I'm speaking from your point of view, though, anyway, it would have been better than now when you've almost been married to 'cover another man's sins,' like a buffoon, for a jest, for money." "For money! She, she says it was for money!" Stepan Trofimovitch wailed in anguish.
"What else, then?
But, of course, I stood up for you.

That's your only line of defence, you know.