"So you are the doctor's confidant! You are the doctor's adviser! You are set up before me, about the doctor's business. You! You, indeed! Have you argued the matter out with the devil, as to how far you can go with a minister?"
"I never argue with the devil. 'Get thee behind me' is enough for him."
"I perfectly think scorn of you and your pretensions. I suppose the doctor is trying to save your soul!"
"My soul is saved."
"You are an impertinent huzzy!"
"I do not intend to be impertinent—and I do not deserve such a contemptuous word as huzzy."
"You are a fifty-fold huzzy! You are not reading. Lift your eyes and look at me!"
"I would rather not."
"I say, look at me. Why do you keep your eyes dropped? Do you think yourself beautiful in that attitude? You are full of tricks."
Then Theodora lifted her eyes and looked steadily at her tormentor. They were pleading and reproachful, and full of tears. "I should like to be alone," she said slowly, "I am not well."