Others would have been cured by losing, you were cured by winning.

It is a fine thing to have principle at your age, Mr.Maltravers." "I fear it was rather pride than principle," said Maltravers.

"Error is sometimes sweet; but there is no anguish like an error of which we feel ashamed.

I cannot submit to blush for myself." "Ah!" muttered Valerie; "this is the echo of my own heart!" She rose and went to the window.

Maltravers paused a moment, and followed her.
Perhaps he half thought there was an invitation in the movement.
There lay before them the still street, with its feeble and unfrequent lights; beyond, a few stars, struggling through an atmosphere unusually clouded, brought the murmuring ocean partially into sight.