Maternal solicitude kept her restlessly swaying between apprehension for her children and injury in the thought of their estrangement from her.
And now at length a bitter shame added itself to her torments.

She was shamed in her pride as a mother, shamed before the girl for whom she nourished a deep affection.

Emma's injuries she felt charged upon herself; she would never dare to stand before her again.

Her moral code, as much a part of her as the sap of the plant and as little the result of conscious absorption, declared itself on the side of all these rushing impulses; she was borne blindly on an exhaustless flux of words.
After vain attempts to make herself heard, Alice turned away and sat sullenly waiting for the outburst to spend itself.

Herself comparatively unaffected by the feelings strongest in her mother, this ear-afflicting clamour altogether checked her sympathy, and in a great measure overcame those personal reasons which had made her annoyed with Richard.