I am not so brave as you; I could not endure it.

Now that you are through it and know how bitter a trial it is, promise that you will save me from the same experience.

You are so good and noble I know you will not betray me." In this supreme moment of misery and disgrace, her loving words and warm embrace were like balm to my bruised soul and I readily promised all she asked.

The girl had penetrated the weak point in my character.

I loved flattery.