“How can you sleep with such a splinter in your flesh?
“I suppose you mean to call me the splinter? - and after the wife I’ve been to you! But no, Mr. Caudle, you may call me what you please; you’ll not make me cry now. No, no; I don’t throw away my tears upon any such person now.
“What?
“Don’t?
“Ha! that’s your ingratitude! But none of you men deserve that any woman should love you. My poor heart!
“Everybody else can go out of town except us. Ha! If I’d only married Simmons - What?
“Why didn’t I?
“Yes, that’s all the thanks I get.
“Who’s Simmons?
“Oh, you know very well who Simmons is. He’d have treated me a little better, I think. He was a gentleman.