I asked your opinion, but I knew what I was going to do.

Only, I did think him personally possible--which made the expediency, the mercenary view of it easier to contemplate." She was becoming as frankly brutal as she knew how to be, which made the revolt the more ominous.
"You don't think you could endure him for an hour or two a day, Sylvia ?" "It is not that," said the girl almost sullenly.
"But--" "I'm afraid of myself--call it inherited mischief if you like! If I let a man do to me what Mr.Siward did when I was only engaged to Howard, what might I do--" "You are not that sort!" said Mrs.Ferrall bluntly.

"Don't be exotic, Sylvia." "How do you know--if I don't know?
Most girls are kissed; I--well I didn't expect to be.

But I was! I tell you, Grace, I don't know what I am or shall be.

I'm unsafe; I know that much." "It's moral and honest to realize it," said Mrs.Ferrall suavely; "and in doing so you insure your own safety.