The smile fascinated him.

He could not withdraw his gaze from it, and yet it had the disturbing effect of placing her at an emotional distance.
"Your mother is very good to me," she said, "but I feel somehow as if I had taken an unfair advantage of her.

And you hadn't even told her," she added, "that we are going to take an apartment in June." "Oh, that's all right--there's plenty of time," he responded irritably.
"Only you mustn't make mountains out of molehills." Then, because she dreaded his anger, she gave up her point as she had given up many before.

He was irresponsible, but he was hers and she loved him.
"I am so sleepy," she said, stifling a yawn, "that I feel as if I could cry." Marriage, at the end of a month, had already disciplined the fearless directness of Gabriella.

She had learned not to answer back when she knew she was right; she had learned to appear sweet when her inner spirit demanded a severe exterior; she had learned to hold her tongue when a veritable torrent of words rose to her lips.