He had learned this at any rate by his journey to Granpere, and there was something of consolation in the knowledge.

But, nevertheless, he did not find that he could triumph.

Marie had been weak enough to yield to his father once, and would yield to him, he thought, yet again.

Women in this respect--as he told himself--were different from men.

They were taught by the whole tenor of their lives to submit,--unless they could conquer by underhand unseen means, by little arts, by coaxing, and by tears.