Don't you strive to be odd ?" "Are you talking seriously ?" he asked.
"Yes." "Well, then, I will say seriously that I do take a pride in being different from some people ?" "Am I included ?" "Oh, nonsense, girl.

What are you thinking about ?" "Oh, I know you don't care for any of us," she whimpered.

"You won't even let mother show her love for you; you try to surround yourself with a lordly mystery." "If I have a mystery it is far from a lordly one." "But it's not far from annoying, I can tell you that." "Don't try to pick a quarrel, little girl." "Oh, I'm not half so anxious to quarrel as you are." "All right; if that's the case, we'll get along smoothly.

Get your doll out of the little trunk and let us play with her." She got up and stood with her hands resting on the back of the chair.
"If I didn't have to like you, Henry, I wouldn't like you a single bit.

But somehow I can't help it.