She could weep over the pains of the poor and the death of their children.

She should not go unmindful that his happiness was wrecked.
"Do you still take me for the young muff that I used to be, that you pay no heed to what I say?
I would scorn to meet you every day while I must remain here and conceal from you the fact which, such is my weakness, is the only fact in life for me just now.

My heart is breaking because I have found that the woman I love is wholly out of my reach.

Can you not give that a passing thought of pity?
I have told you now; when we meet, you will know that it is not as indifferent acquaintances, but as--enemies if you will, for you, a happy married woman--will count me your enemy! Yet I have not harmed you, and the truth is better at all costs." She was giving him her full attention now, her lips a little parted as if with surprise, question plainly written upon her face.

He could not understand how the cap and hood had ever concealed her from him.