"No one would despise you.

They might look down upon me a little, but you are quite a different matter." "Perhaps I am," replied Katherine.

"But somehow I have got the feeling in my bones that Miss Selincourt and I shall not fall in love with each other." "I expect that what you have really got in your bones is a touch of rheumatism from wading through wet snow," Mrs.Burton said anxiously.

"Dear, you must take care of yourself, for what would become of us all if you were to fall ill ?" Katherine laughed, only there was not much mirth in the sound.
"There is nothing the matter with me, nor likely to be, for I am tough as shoe leather; only sometimes my temper gets knobby, because all the children I can find to teach are grown-up babies of thirty and forty, who prefer flirting to arithmetic, and have to be continually snubbed in order to keep them in their places.

The stupid creatures make me so angry!" "Poor Katherine! It is hard on you, for you are certainly much too good-looking to teach a night school; but, on the other hand, what a good thing it has been for the men to have the school to occupy their evenings," said Mrs.Burton.