"I'm tired," said Unity. "You hurt me, and I'm tired."
"I never heard you say that before. Look at me! the tears are in your eyes."
"Everybody cries over Eloïsa to Abelard.
"O death all-eloquent! you only prove
What dust we dote on, when't is man we love!
"Where are you going?"
"Home first, then—I don't know where. Good-bye."
"Don't go."
"I'm afraid the book in the lilac bush is spoiled. If you'll allow me, I'll send you another copy."
"Please don't go."
"The tears are on your cheeks. It is a moving poem.