Agnes, how often must I tell you so?
Do you know what they say of you in the house ?" "No," looking up in quick alarm.
"They accuse you of having something on your mind.

The servants look at you with suspicion, and it all comes of your love of solitude, your silence and sadness.

Give it up, Agnes, give it up." "Doctor Danton," she cried, piteously, "what can I do?
I am the most unhappy woman in all the world.

What can I do ?" "There is no need of you being the most unhappy woman in the world; there is no need of your being unhappy at all." She looked up at him in white, voiceless appeal, her lips and hands trembling.
"Don't excite yourself--don't be agitated.

I have no news for you but I think I may bid you hope with safety.