“He is coming again to-morrow.”
“Is he sorry?”
“Not he.”
“Who would have thought he was so wicked?”
This seemed rather exaggerated to Jael; for with all Mrs. Little's teaching she was not quite a lady yet in all respects, though in many things she was always one by nature. “Let it pass,” said she.
“'It is a man's part to try,
And a woman's to deny.'”
“And how often shall I have to deny him I love so dearly?”
“As often as he asks you to be his mistress; for, call it what you like, that is all he has to offer you.”
Grace hid her face in her hands.
Jael colored. “Excuse my blunt speaking; but sometimes the worst word is the best; fine words are just words with a veil on.”