But I have had you in my mind, and I have often feared--often--that I was a painful remembrance to you; that when you thought of me it was with regret that you had perhaps--it is not so easy to say after all--that you had spoilt my life." "I did reproach myself bitterly with having made love to you when you were so very young and inexperienced, and when I ought to have remembered that I was not in a position to marry.

Your father did rub that in.

As if I could help my poverty." "Father is not a reasonable person.

You were nearly as young as I was.
Looking back now it seems as if we had both been almost children." "It was a great misfortune for both of us," he said, colouring.

He had not felt it great after the first.
"Not for me," she said.