This offer was indignantly refused.

Shelley recognized the truth that property is a trust far more than a possession, and would do nothing to tie up so much command over labour, such incalculable potentialities of social good or evil, for an unborn being of whose opinions he knew nothing.

This is only one among many instances of his readiness to sacrifice ease, comfort, nay, the bare necessities of life, for principle.
On his return to York, Shelley found a new inmate established in their lodgings.

The incomparable Eliza, who was henceforth doomed to guide his destinies to an obscure catastrophe, had arrived from London.

Harriet believed her sister to be a paragon of beauty, good sense, and propriety.