Pride led him to treat her in the same way; and so for days they met in silence or formal courtesy, all the while suffering a degree of wretchedness almost impossible to be endured, and all the while, which was worst of all, writing on their hearts bitter things against each other.
To Emerson, as before, the better state first returned, and the sunshine of his countenance drove the shadows from hers.

Then for a season they were loving, thoughtful, forbearing and happy.

But the clouds came back again, and storms marred the beauty of their lives.
All this was sad--very sad.

There were good and noble qualities in the hearts of both.

They were not narrow-minded and selfish, like so many of your placid, accommodating, calculating people, but generous in their feelings and broad in their sympathies.