In company, practically all human beings are acutely self-conscious.

But self-consciousness is of two kinds.

Arkwright, assured that his manners were correct and engaging, that his dress was all it should be, or could be, that his position was secure and admired, had the self-consciousness of self-complacence.

Joshua's consciousness of himself was the extreme of the other kind--like a rat's in a trap.
"You met Mr.Arkwright out West--out where you live ?" "Yes," said Craig curtly, almost surlily.
"I was out there once," pursued the young woman, feeling that in her own house she must do her best with the unfortunate young man.

"And, curiously enough, I heard you speak.