"Do you mean to tell me that Cuthbert Grahame forbade you to let me into the house?"
"He did a great deal more. He said that if you ever came near it he'd bring half-a-dozen dogs to set them at you. So take yourself off, and be quick about it."
"But, Nannie, I don't understand."
"None of your lies! It's plain enough! So be off to where you're wanted--if it's anywhere."
"But, Nannie, what have I done that you should speak to me like this? You always used to take my part."
"It's no part of yours I'll ever take again. Are you going?"
"I only want to talk to you. If you'll only open the door I promise you I won't try to get in if you don't want me to."
"I can have all the talk I want with you as we are. Will you be off?"
"Won't you let me have one look at you, Nannie, and give you just one kiss?"
"I'll have none of your kisses, and I never want to look at you again till you're lying in your coffin."