But with the increase of serious and just ground of complaint, a new kind of patience had sprung up in her Mother's mind. She was gentle and quiet in intense bodily suffering, almost in proportion as she had been restless and depressed when there had been no real cause for grief.

I say Gibson, we're old friends, and you're a fool if you take anything I say as an offense. Madam your wife and I didn't hit it off the only time I ever saw her. I won't say she was silly, but I think one of us was silly, and it wasn't me!

Of all faults the one she most despised in others was the want of bravery; the meanness of heart which leads to untruth.

There is nothing like wounded affection for giving poignancy to anger.

How am I to dress up in my finery, and go off and away to smart parties, after the sorrow I have seen today?

Loyalty and obedience to wisdom and justice are fine; but it is still finer to defy arbitrary power, unjustly and cruelly used--not on behalf of ourselves, but on behalf of others more helpless.

I dare not hope. I never was fainthearted before; but I cannot believe such a creature cares for me.