It is a most impudent production; and heartless,--very heartless." Clara was accustomed to such complaints as these from her father.
Everything that everybody did around him he would call heartless.
The man pitied himself so much in his own misery, that he expected to live in an atmosphere of pity from others; and though the pity doubtless was there, he misdoubted it.

He thought that Farmer Stovey was cruel in that he had left the hay-cart near the house, to wound his eyes by reminding him that he was no longer master of the ground before his own hall door.

He thought that the women and children were cruel to chatter so near his ears.

He almost accused his daughter of cruelty, because she had told him that she liked the contiguity of the hay-making.

Under such circumstances as those which enveloped him and her, was it not heartless in her to like anything?
It seemed to him that the whole world of Belton should be drowned in woe because of his misery.
"Where is it from, papa ?" she asked.
"There, you may read it.