Your utter coldness--it seemed to me inhuman--I shrank from you.

If your face had shown ever so little compassion--' 'I _felt_ no compassion.' 'No.

You have hardened your heart with theory.

Guard yourself, Rhoda! To work for women one must keep one's womanhood.

You are becoming--you are wandering as far from the true way--oh, much further than Bell a did!' 'I can't answer you.