I do, so help me God.

Not so long as Frith. He was here when the old gentleman was living,

I'm so glad you called me, Mr. De Winter.

Please wait for me. Maxim, what is it? You look so angry.

Why do you hate me? What have I done to you that you should ever hate me so?

Good-bye, my dear. Forgive me for asking you so many rude questions.

She thanked me and I never saw her again, so I assumed that...

I was making a hasty departure. It was so rude of me not to let you know.

I should have asked you to have lunch with me even if you hadn't upset the vase so clumsily.