I am not as blind as Romney, not to perceive this.

He had to be blinded, observe, to be made to see; just as Marian had to be dragged through the uttermost debasement of circumstances to arrive at the sentiment of personal dignity.

I am sorry, but indeed it seemed necessary.
You tantalise me with your account of 'warm days.' It is warmer with us to-day, but we have had snow on all the mountains, and poor Isa has been half-frozen at her villa.

As for me, I have suffered wonderfully little--no more than discomfort and languor.

We have piled up the wood in this room and the next, and had a perpetual blaze.