I wouldn't have you do it for the world.

If you are my friend (pressing his arm), you will let the matter drop just where it is.

Nothing would induce me to be the occasion of any differences in your home." So it was a brave, true, magnanimous nature that was leaning so tenderly upon Mr.Belcher's arm! And he felt that no woman who was not either shabbily perverse, or a fool, could misinterpret her.

He knew that his wife had been annoyed at finding Mrs.Dillingham in the house.

He dimly comprehended, too, that her presence was an indelicate intrusion, but her intentions were so good! Mrs.Dillingham knew exactly how to manipulate the coarse man at her side, and her relations to him and his wife.