‘Woe! woe! woe!’
‘Thy usual note, my sister. Will the day never come when we may change it?’
‘Woe! woe! woe! unutterable woe!’
‘Abidan, how fares it?’
‘Very well.’
‘Indeed!’
‘As it may turn out.’
‘You are brief.’
‘Bitter.’
‘Have you been to court, that you have learnt to be so wary in your words, my friend?’