"He is an angel, he is, we all know, and I am the other thing.

Well, if you are contented, that's the great thing, isn't it?
I only hope you will always be so; but there," he said, calming himself with a great effort as his father's last words again came into his mind, "don't let's quarrel, mother.

I am sorry for what I have said.

It's quite right that you should stick up for your husband, and I do hope that when I go you will, as you say, be more comfortable and happy.

Perhaps you will.