I think great happiness should make us humble, don't you?
I find it hard to make out my claim to it.' 'Be humble still, dear, and the happiness will not be withdrawn.' 'I do like to talk with you,' Beatrice replied.

'I never go away without something worth thinking of.' Humility she strove to nourish.

It was a prime virtue of woman, and 'would sweeten her being.

Unlike Emily, she was not inspired with an ardent idealism independently of her affections; with love had begun her conscious self-study, and love alone exalted her.

Her many frivolous tendencies she had only overcome by dint of long endeavour to approach Wilfrid's standard.