That is what it means to be old." And there was a morbid pleasure in pressing this thought, like a pointed weapon, into her heart.

"That is all there will be for me--that will be my life," she went on after an instant of throbbing anguish.

"I had no right to think of marriage with mother dependent on me, and the best thing for me to do is to start again with Mr.Brandywine.George was right in a way.

Yes, it is hard on him, and I was wrong ever to think of it--ever to let him fall in love with me." The mere thought that George was right in a way gave her singular comfort, and while she dwelt on it, the discovery seemed to throw a vivid light on the cause of the quarrel.
Of course, she had expected too much of him.

It was natural that he should not want to be burdened with her family.