If I had been less simple, should I have been taken in by Jardine's propositions?
Should I have accepted this furniture, this apartment?
He told me that the papers he made me sign were mere formalities, that in reality I might pay when I could, and that he would be content with a fair interest.

That seemed reasonable, and, without inquiring further, I accepted, happy and delighted to have a home, feeling sure of having strength to bear this burden.

To have confidence in one's self is strength, but it is also weakness.

Because you love me you do not know me; you do not see me as I am.

In reality, I am not sociable, and I lack, absolutely, suppleness, delicacy, politeness, as much in my character as in my manners.