'I too can suffer.

I too can endure.

I will not be conquered by my own child.' There spoke the human being.

That was the utterance natural to the woman.

'In this struggle, hard as it is, I will not be beat by one who has been subject to my authority.' In all those prayers,--and she had prayed,--there had been the prayer in her heart, if not in her words, that she might be saved from the humiliation of yielding.
Early in the day Caldigate was again in front of the house, and outside there was a close carriage with a pair of horses, standing at the gardener's little gate.