The grandeur of Mr Crosbie was too great for Mrs Eames and her daughter, and John was almost silenced by the misery of his position.

He had not yet answered Miss Roper's letter, nor had he even made up his mind whether he would answer it or no.

And then the sight of Lily's happiness did not fill him with all that friendly joy which he should perhaps have felt as the friend of her childhood.

To tell the truth, he hated Crosbie, and so he had told himself; and had so told his sister also very frequently since the day of the party.
"I tell you what it is, Molly," he had said, "if there was any way of doing it, I'd fight that man." "What; and make Lily wretched ?" "She'll never be happy with him.

I'm sure she won't.