"Very likely. Move! What's the harm of moving? You talk of moving as though that were the worst thing that could happen. How would you like to be in some place where they wouldn't let you move?"
"Are they going to send you to prison?"
"Hold your tongue."
"Tell me, Melmotte;--are they going to?" Then the poor woman did sit down, overcome by her feelings.

"Very likely. What's the harm of moving?"
"Are they going to send you to prison?"
"Hold your tongue."
"Tell me, Melmotte." The poor woman sat down, overcome by her feelings.
