What lurking temptations to forbidden tenderness find their finding-places in a woman's dressing-gown, when she is alone in her room at night!

Where is the woman who has ever really torn from her heart the image that has been once fixed in it by a true love? Books tell us that such unearthly creatures have existed - but what does our own experiences say in answer to books?

The books - the generous friends who met me without suspicion - the merciful masters who never used me ill!

This is the story of what a Woman's patience can endure, and what a Man's resolution can achieve.

We neither know nor judge ourselves; others may judge, but cannot know us. God alone judges and knows us.

I haven't much time to be fond of anything. But when I have a moment's fondness to bestow, most times the roses get it.

I haven't much time to be fond of anything ... but when I have a moment's fondness to bestow, most times ... the roses get it. I began my life among them in my father's nursery garden, and I shall end my life among them, if I can. Yes. One of these days (please God) I shall retire from catching thieves, and try my hand at growing roses.