I should have thought all your living abroad so much would have made you understanding.

But you're like the rest.

You must have every one cut to the same pattern." Martin looked up for a moment as though he would answer angrily; then he controlled himself and said, laughing: "I suppose I have my prejudices like every one else.

I daresay Thurston's a very good sort of fellow, but we don't like one another, and there's an end of it, Everybody can't like everybody, Amy--why, even you don't like every one." "No, I don't," she answered shortly.
She looked for an instant at her mother.

Martin caught the glance that passed between them, and suddenly the discomfort of which he had been aware as he stood, half an hour before, in the street, returned to him with redoubled force.