And she had not gone through it all that morning in a sweet, peaceful way.

She had allowed herself to lose her patience, and to grow fretful, vexed, and unhappy.

She had spoken quick, hasty, petulant words to her husband and her children.

Her heart had been in a fever of irritation and disquiet all the morning.
When the children were gone, and the pressing tasks were finished, and the house was all quiet, the tired woman crept upstairs to her own room.

She was greatly discouraged.