"There isn't an honest or straightforward thing about her.

She is weak, too; her only strength is her suppleness and cunning." "I know you never liked her," said Richard, gravely; "but I hope you'll try to think better of her now." "I hope I shall never have to see her," I answered, with angry warmth.
Richard was silent, and I was very much ashamed of myself a moment after.

I had meant him to see how much improved I was, and how well disciplined.

This was a pretty exhibition! I had not spoken so of any one for a year, at least.

I colored with mortification and penitence.
Richard evidently saw it, and felt sorry for me, for he said, most kindly, "I can understand exactly how you feel, Pauline.