You should be proud of your mother, Mr.Paine." "I am," I answered, simply.
"You have reason.

And she is very proud of you." "Without the reason, I'm afraid." She did not speak.

Her silence hurt.

I felt that I knew what she was thinking and I determined to make her say it.
"Without the reason," I repeated.
"I did not say that." "But you thought it." My stubborn persistence was a mistake.

Again, as at our meeting in the grove, I had gone too far.