182/236 I have been afraid I didn't understand her. She may have a kind of pride that would not let her do herself justice." Beaton felt the unconscious dislike in the endeavor of praise. "Then she seems to you like a person whose life--its trials, its chances--would make more of than she is now ?" "I didn't say that. I can't judge of her at all; but where we don't know, don't you think we ought to imagine the best ?" "Oh yes," said Beaton. "I didn't know but what I once said of them might have prejudiced you against them. |