If you dare to injure her in the least, I will await you where no policeman can step in between. And God shall judge between us two.

I wanted to see the place where Margaret grew to what she is, even at the worst time of all, when I had no hope of ever calling her mine.

He is my first olive: let me make a face while I swallow it.

The French girls would tell you, to believe that you were pretty would make you so.

There is nothing like wounded affection for giving poignancy to anger.

He could not - say rather, he would not - deny himself the chance of the pleasure of seeing Margaret. He had no end in this but the present gratification.

Nevertheless, his moustachios are splendid.