We will have to bear much, I see--much beyond what I had anticipated." Mrs.Darlington sighed deeply as she replied-- "Yes, yes, Edith.

Ah, the thought makes me miserable!" "No more of that sweet drawing together in our own dear home circle," remarked Edith, sadly.
"Henceforth we are to bear the constant presence and intrusion of strangers, with whom we have few or no sentiments in common.

We open our house and take in the ignorant, the selfish, the vulgar, and feed them for a certain price! Does not the thought bring a feeling of painful humiliation?
What can pay for all this?
Ah me! The anticipation had in it not a glimpse of what we have found in our brief experience.
Except Mr.and Mrs.Ring, there isn't a lady nor gentleman in the house.

That Mason is so rudely familiar that I cannot bear to come near him.

He's making himself quite intimate with Henry already, and I don't like to see it." "Nor do I," replied Mrs.Darlington.