He prognosed--_am_ I right?
Did he prognose?
or did he diagnose?
A habit of speaking correctly is _so_ important, Sir Patrick! and I should be _so_ grieved to mislead you!" "Never mind, Lady Lundie! I have heard the medical report.

Don't trouble yourself to repeat it." "Don't trouble myself to repeat it ?" echoed Lady Lundie--with her dignity up in arms at the bare prospect of finding her remarks abridged.
"Ah, Sir Patrick! that little constitutional impatience of yours!--Oh, dear me! how often you must have given way to it, and how often you must have regretted it, in your time!" "My dear lady! if you wish to repeat the report, why not say so, in plain words?
Don't let me hurry you.

Let us have the prognosis, by all means." Lady Lundie shook her head compassionately, and smiled with angelic sadness.

"Our little besetting sins!" she said.

"What slaves we are to our little besetting sins! Take a turn in the room--do!" Any ordinary man would have lost his temper.