"I try to.

I want to.
I honestly believe that he deserves my hatred.

I have more reason for feeling this way than you know of, Sir Charles." "If he has dared--" Somerfield began.
"He has dared nothing that he ought not to," Penelope interrupted.

"His manners are altogether too perfect.

It is the chill faultlessness of the man which is so depressing.