They would repent of it by and by.

I am not one of them, and they know it, now, as I did at the beginning.

No doubt they would be courteous, but you see a half-contemptuous toleration would gall me." There was a little smile on Maud Barrington's lips, but it was not in keeping with the tinge in her cheek and the flash in her eyes.
"I once told you that you were poor at subterfuge, and you know you are wronging them," she said.

"You also know that even if they were hostile to you, you could stay and compel them to acknowledge you.

I fancy you once admitted as much to me.