I only wish it were.

Who can know Felicia as well as her mother knows her--her mother who has worshipped her and toiled for her ever since she was a little baby?
And I, who can read her through and through, feel that she is ashamed of me." And the tears overflowed, and rolled down Mrs.Herbert's faded cheeks.
Elisabeth's heart swelled with an immense pity, for her quick insight told her that Mrs.Herbert was not mistaken; but all she said was-- "I think you are making mountains out of molehills.

Lots of girls lose their heads a bit when first they are married, and seem to regard marriage as a special invention and prerogative of their own, which entitles them to give themselves air _ad libitum_; but they soon grow out of it." Mrs.Herbert shook her head sorrowfully; her tongue was loosed and she spake plain.

"Oh! it isn't like that with Felicia; I should think nothing of that.

I remember when first I was married I thought that no unmarried woman knew anything, and that no married woman knew anything but myself; but, as you say, I soon grew out of that.