Little miseries of that kind would crowd upon him.

He had arrived at a time of life in which such miseries make such men very miserable; but yet he thought that he could endure them.

And what other wretchedness would come to him?
She would scold him,--frightfully, loudly, scornfully, and worse than all, continually.

But of this he had so much habitually, that anything added might be borne also;--if only he could be sure that the scoldings should go on in private, that the world of the palace should not be allowed to hear the revilings to which he would be subjected.

But to be scolded publicly was the great evil which he dreaded beyond all evils.