"Precisely what you have just said to mother."
"Supposing Julius dead! I never heard such a cruel thing. I dare say it would delight you."
"No, it would not; for Julius is not fit to die."
"Mother, I will not be insulted in my own house in such a way. Speak to Charlotte, or I must tell Julius."
"What have you come to say, Sophia?"
"I came to talk pleasantly, to see you, and"—
"You saw me an hour or two since, and were very rude and unkind. But if you regret it, my dear, it is forgiven."
"I do not know what there is to forgive. But really, Charlotte and you seem so completely unhappy and dissatisfied here, that I should think you would make a change."
"Do you mean that you wish me to go?"
"If you put words into my mouth."