You are listening to me--eh?
or would you go again to my sister ?" His ironic tone, perhaps from want of use, had an awful grating ferocity.
"Would you go to her ?" he pursued in the same strange voice.

"Your best friend! And say nicely--I am sorry.

Would you?
No! You couldn't.
There are things that even you, poor dear lost girl, couldn't stand.

Eh?
Die rather.

That's it.