I laid my commands on him, poor fellow!" "Pray, how does your affair with him get on ?" said Lillie.
"O dearest! you've no conception what a trial it is to me to keep him in the bounds of reason.

He has such struggles of mind about that stupid wife of his.

Think of it, my dear! a man like Charlie Ferrola, all poetry, romance, ideality, tied to a woman who thinks of nothing but her children's teeth and bowels, and turns the whole house into a nursery! Oh, I've no patience with such people." "Well, poor fellow! it's a pity he ever got married," said Lillie.
"Well, it would be all well enough if this sort of woman ever would be reasonable; but they won't.

They don't in the least comprehend the necessities of genius.

They want to yoke Pegasus to a cart, you see.
Now, I understand Charlie perfectly.