Browse Sort by: Title Wheeled past the group with an unmoved face Was it a fit of madness? She was the victim of his happiness She sang Beethoven's "Per Pieta Non Dirmi Addio" Mirah mused a little Klesmer made a low bow in silent irony If, because of anything her brother said to him, he went away "This is come to pass and the rest will come." "Stay a minute, Liebchen" "Oh, I am not sure that I want to be taken care of." "How I pity all the other girls at the archery meeting!" "Her eyes met Deronda's" "Grandcourt saw it and saw that it was attracting Deronda’s notice" "Do you command me to go?" "Do trust me. Let me help you."