It turned me cold and giddy, notwithstanding.

As for Mr.Deluc, I thought _he_ would have had a fainting fit next." Hearing this, I inquired if Mrs.Zebedee had said or done any strange things since she had been Mrs.Crosscapel's lodger.
"You think she's mad ?" says the landlady.

"And anybody would be of your mind, when a woman accuses herself of murdering her husband in her sleep.

All I can say is that, up to this morning, a more quiet, sensible, well-behaved little person than Mrs.Zebedee I never met with.
Only just married, mind, and as fond of her unfortunate husband as a woman could be.

I should have called them a pattern couple, in their own line of life." There was no more to be said on the landing.