And the less he interferes during the judgment the better." "Then I'll say no more," said I, forcing a smile.
"Oh, say all you please, as long as you do not tell me what you think about her.

Tell me facts, not what your romantic heart surmises.

And if she were the queen of Sheba in disguise, or if she were a titled Saint James drab, no honest woman but who would see through and through her, and, ere she rose from her low reverence, would know her truly for exactly what she is." "Lord!" said I."Is that the way you read us, also ?" "No.

Women may read women.

But never one who lived has read truly any man, humble or high.