Did you know that you had any wants then?
or dare to dream anything beside that he laid down for you ?" Aunt Merce and mother exchanged glances.
"Say, mother, what shall I do ?" I asked again.
"Do," she answered in a mechanical voice; "read the Bible, and sew more." "Veronica's life is not misspent," she continued, and seeming to forget that Verry was still there.

"Why should she find work for her hands when neither you nor I do ?" Veronica slipped out of the room; and I sat on the floor beside mother.

I loved her in an unsatisfactory way.

What could we be to each other?
We kissed tenderly; I saw she was saddened by something regarding me, which she could not explain, because she refused to explain me naturally.

I thought she wished me to believe she could have no infirmity in common with me--no temptations, no errors--that she must repress all the doubts and longings of her heart for example's sake.
There was a weight upon me all that day, a dreary sense of imperfection.
When father came home he asked me if I would like to go to Rosville.
I answered, "Yes." Mother must travel with me, for he could not leave home.