"Go sir—go!"
"Yes, ma'am—but are you well enough?"
"Yes, sir!"
"Have a glass of water?"
"No, sir!"
"I'm so sorry I said anything to—"
"There is reason, sir."
"You don't hate me?"
"No, sir!" said Miss Sallianna, relenting, and growing gradually calmer; "I pity and forgive you."
"Will you shake hands?"