I didn't at all at first, but now I've the point of view.

I'm afraid, however, that Bantling hasn't; he may have some surprises.

Oh, I understand Henrietta as well as if I had made her!" Isabel was by no means sure of this, but she abstained from expressing further doubt, for she was disposed in these days to extend a great charity to her cousin.

One afternoon less than a week after Madame Merle's departure she was seated in the library with a volume to which her attention was not fastened.

She had placed herself in a deep window-bench, from which she looked out into the dull, damp park; and as the library stood at right angles to the entrance-front of the house she could see the doctor's brougham, which had been waiting for the last two hours before the door.