Many of Kate's sentences were unpleasantly vivid in her mind.

They seemed, indeed, to stand out in letters of flame, and they began to burn, and burn, and burn.

These were some of them: "William says that Bertram has been completely out of fix over something, and as gloomy as an owl for weeks past." "A woman is at the bottom of it--...

you are that woman." "You can't make him happy." "Bertram never was--and never will be--a marrying man." "Girls have never meant anything to him but a beautiful picture to paint.

And they never will." "Up to this winter he's always been a carefree, happy, jolly fellow, and you _know_ what beautiful work he has done.