opinions. She hurts me through the feelings and people dearest to me."
"What does she say, Paulina? Give me some idea. There may be counteraction of the damage done."
"The people I have longest and most esteemed are degraded by her. She does not spare Mrs. Bretton—she does not spare.... Graham."
"No, I dare say: and how does she mix up these with her sentiment and her.... love? She does mix them, I suppose? "
"Lucy, she is insolent; and I believe, false. You know Dr. Bretton. We both know him. He may be careless and proud; but when was he ever mean or slavish? Day after day she shows him to me kneeling at her feet, pursuing her like her shadow. She—repulsing him with insult, and he imploring her with infatuation. Lucy, is it true? Is any of it true?"
"It may be true that he once thought her handsome: does she give him out as still her suitor?"
"She says she might marry him any day: he only waits her consent."
"It is these tales which have caused that reserve in your manner towards Graham which your father noticed."
