You are the only woman I shall ever love." "Indeed!" murmured the lady, quite unmoved.
"Yes; although in a way I despise you--now that I know you." "Mon Dieu!" exclaimed Etta.

"If you have any thing to say, please say it.

I have no time to probe your mysteries--to discover your parables.
You know me well enough, perhaps, to be aware that I am not to be frightened by your cheap charlatanism." "I know you well enough," retorted De Chauxville hoarsely, "to be aware that it was you who sold the Charity League papers to Vassili in Paris.
I know you well enough, madame, to be aware of your present position in regard to your husband.

If I say a word in the right quarter you would never leave Russia alive.

I have merely to say to Catrina Lanovitch that it was you who banished her father for your own gain.