I don't ask for your sympathy, for you would be quite right in refusing to give it me.

I made my bed, so there's the end of it.

I am glad that you are here.

The situation is in your hands, not mine." "What is there for me to do except to sit down, like you, and wait ?" he groaned, in desperation.
She was silent for a long time, evidently weighing her next remark.

"What have you to say for your pet theory now, Braden ?" she inquired, haltingly.
"You may rest assured, Anne, that even were it legally possible, I should not put it into practice in this instance," he said coldly.
Her face brightened.