What is mine is yours.

The human heart was never made for solitude; thoughts were meant to be expressed, feelings meant to be partaken.

I love you, muffin!

What are the functions of this lady—what it was she desired to try—whether her name begins with N., T., Or P., seem to be moot questions; but they positively say, not only that such an officeress exists, but that she keeps a Clerk.