I wish she--But she is Aunt Henrietta, and we must just make the best of her, as I have done for nearly twenty years." "And why did you ?" rose irrepressibly to Christian's lips.

The sense of wild resistance to injustice and wrong, so strong in youth, was still not beaten down.

It roused in her something very like fierceness--these gentle creatures can be fierce sometimes--to see a good man like Dr.
Grey trodden down and domineered over by this narrow-minded, bad- tempered woman.

"I often wonder at your patience, and at all you forgive." "Seventy times seven," was the quick answer.

And Christian became silenced and grave.