From reproaching herself about Ratcliffe she went on to reproach herself about Sybil, who really looked worn and pale, as though almost overcome by fatigue.
"Sybil," said she, "you must go to bed at once.

You are tired out.

It was very wrong in me to let you sit up so late.

Go now, and get some sleep." "I am not going to bed till you do, Maude!" replied Sybil, with quiet obstinacy.
"Go, dear! it is all settled.

I shall not marry Mr.Ratcliffe.You need not be anxious about it any more." "Are you very unhappy ?" "Only very angry with myself.