I am not strong enough.

I can only pretend to bear it, for an hour, before the servants.
Even that has almost maddened me, the effort, and the shame." "The shame is on others," said Steel, gravely enough now, "and not on you.

And who are those others, I should like to know?
And what does it matter what they think or say?
A hole-and-corner district like this is not the world!" Rachel shook her head sadly; her beautiful eyes were dry now, and only the more lustrous for the tears that they had shed.

Langholm saw nothing else.
"But it is the world," she asserted.

"It is part of the world, and the same thing would happen in any other part.