I am provoked at his persistence." "There, there, Irene!" said Miss Carman, drawing an arm tenderly around the neck of her friend; "don't trust such sentences on your lips.

I can't bear to hear you talk so.

It isn't my sweet friend speaking." "You are a dear, good girl, Rose," replied Irene, smiling faintly, "and I only wish that I had a portion of your calm, gentle spirit.
But I am as I am, and must act out if I act at all.

I must be myself or nothing." "You can be as considerate of others as of yourself ?" said Rose.
Irene looked at her companion inquiringly.
"I mean," added Rose, "that you can exercise the virtue of self-denial in order to give pleasure to another--especially if that other one be an object very dear to you.

As in the present case, seeing that your husband wants to join this riding party, you can, for his sake, lay aside your indifference, and enter, with a hearty good-will, into the proposed pastime." "And why cannot he, seeing that I do not care to ride, deny himself a little for my sake, and not drag me out against my will?
Is all the yielding and concession to be on my side?
Must his will rule in everything?
I can tell you what it is, Rose, this will never suit me.