“Be patient, hand," he said. "I do this for you.”

“What kind of a hand is that,' he said. 'Cramp then if you want. Make yourself into a claw. It will do you no good.”

“Do you feel better?' he asked.'I feel fine,' she said. 'There's nothing wrong with me. I feel fine.”

“Maybe...you'll fall in love with me all over again.""Hell," I said, "I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?""Yes. I want to ruin you.""Good," I said. "That's what I want too.”

“It's a bore," he said out loud."What is, my dear?""Anything you do too bloody long.”

“Fish," he said, "I love you and respect you very much. But I will kill you dead before this day ends.”

“I'm getting as bored with dying as with everything else, he thought.'It's a bore,' he said out loud.'What is, my dear?''Anything you do too bloody long.”