I felt myself struggling against such a weight of ignorance, of bad habits, of unfavourable surroundings.

How was I ever to get free and to reverse that judgment of Mr.Kendal's?
My very success stood in my way, How was 'Miss Bretherton' to put herself to school ?" '"But now," I said to her warmly, "you have got free; or, rather, you are on the way to freedom." 'She thought a little bit without speaking, her chin resting on her hand, her elbow on her knee.

We were passing the great red-brown mass of the Armenian convent.

She seemed to be drinking in the dazzling harmonies of blue and warm brown and pearly light.

When she did speak again it was very slowly, as though she were trying to give words to a number of complex impressions.
'"Yes," she said; "it seems to me that I am different; but I can't tell exactly how or why.