"And do you mean to say I stand it? I can't help it. I'm so horribly small, but if I could, I'd kill you, Randolph, and as it is, I hate you for doing it, hate you more than you have any idea."
"You know very well it's your own fault. You tempted me."
"How could I know about your silly lack of self-control?"
"You've always pretended to like me."
"Just what I did—pretended. But I'll never have to pretend again, thank heaven. I don't really like you and I never did—not since we were children."
"You'll be sorry for saying that, when you're calmer."
"I may be sorry for saying it, but I'll think it as long as I live."
"I pity the man who marries you, my girl. You've a bitter tongue."
"You'd marry me to-morrow, if you could."
"I would not."