"I am sorry you regard me as you do.

But from your point of view you were right to speak--as--as you have done.

I value the affection that prompted it." "She can't meet me fairly," said Mr.Gresley to himself, with sudden anger at the meanness of such tactics.

"They say she is so clever, and she can't refute a word I say.

She appears to yield and then defies me.
She always puts me off like that." The sun had vanquished the mist, and in the brilliant light the two figures moved silently, side by side, back to the house, one with something very like rage in his heart, the rage that in bygone days found expression in stake and fagot.
Perhaps the heaviest trouble which Hester was ever called upon to bear had its mysterious beginnings on that morning of opal and gossamer when the magnolia opened..