“I wish you would go away!”
“Some Gentile has hurt you, and you are beating your bruised strength on me.”
“Please go away! I don't like you. I am bound to another man.”
“You are bound to nobody but me. I have waited a lifetime for you.”
“How dare you talk so to me when you have eight wives already!”
“Solomon had a thousand. He was a man of God, though never in his life was there a moment when he took to his breast a mate. I shall fare better.”
“Did you talk to them all like this?”
“Ask them. They have their little circles beyond which they cannot go. Have you thoughts in common with your cousin Roxy?”
“Yes, very many,” asserted Emeline, doggedly. “I am just like Cousin Roxy.”