Perhaps, I said doubtfully, for I was really quite indifferent to the fate of Alfred Inglethorp, and thought that a good fright would do him no harm. 
Maybe, I said, for I didn't really care what happened to Alfred Inglethorp and thought a good scare couldn't hurt him.
Maybe, I said regretfully, for I was greatly concerned about the fate of Alfred Inglethorp and worried that too good a scare would harm him.
Your mistress was awake all night.
A man is carving a wooden object.
Bush's family is transparent.
Keats wrote odes.
You're totally wrong about that.
She will keep calling him that even if you help improve their relationship.