"You cannot help me."
"If you are in trouble you should tell me what it is, and leave it to me to try to help you."
"Nonsense!" she said, shaking her head.
"Laura, that is uncourteous,—not to say undutiful also."
"I suppose it was,—both. I beg your pardon, but I could not help it."
"Laura, you should help such words to me."
"There are moments, Robert, when even a married woman must be herself rather than her husband's wife. It is so, though you cannot understand it."
"I certainly do not understand it."
"You cannot make a woman subject to you as a dog is so. You may have all the outside and as much of the inside as you can master. With a dog you may be sure of both."
"I suppose this means that you have secrets in which I am not to share."