When I am told that the girl is in the neighbourhood, at such a house as Caversham, and that Felix is coming here in order that he may be near to his prey, and when I am asked to be a party to the thing, I can only say what I think.

Your son would be welcome to my house, because he is your son and my cousin, little as I approve his mode of life; but I could have wished that he had chosen some other place for the work that he has on hand.' 'If you wish it, Roger, we will return to London.

I shall find it hard to explain to Hetta;--but we will go.' 'No; I certainly do not wish that.' 'But you have said such hard things! How are we to stay?
You speak of Felix as though he were all bad.' She looked at him hoping to get from him some contradiction of this, some retractation, some kindly word; but it was what he did think, and he had nothing to say.

She could bear much.

She was not delicate as to censure implied, or even expressed.