Shall I make another acknowledgment of weakness?
I began to fear that we might all of us (even including the dog!) have been a little hard on the poor deaf wretch who had gone away in such bitter distress.

I communicated this view of the matter to Cristel.

She failed to see it as I did.
The dog laid his head on her lap, asking to be caressed.

She patted him while she answered me.
"I agree with this old friend, Mr.Gerard.We were both of us frightened, on the very first day, when the person you are pitying came to lodge with us.

I have got to hate him, since that time--perhaps to despise him.