It is your self-abnegation, you dear over-good women, that makes us men seem selfish.

We should be as good as you are, if you would give us the chance.

I think, Gracie, though you're not aware of it, there is a spice of Pharisaism in the way in which you good girls allow us men to swallow you up without ever telling us what you are doing.

I often wondered about your intimacy with Sydenham, and why it never came to any thing; and I can but half forgive you.

How selfish I must have seemed!" "Oh, no, John! indeed not." "Come, you needn't put on these meek airs.