Meanwhile, in no case would you learn more of my rule than concerned your own fault.

Take in exchange for your proverb the kindliest I have learned in your language:-- "'Whispered warnings reach the heart; Veil the blush and spare the smart.' "But, happily for you, your taunt had not truth enough to sting; and I can tell the story about which you are unduly curious as frankly as you please .-- Let me speak now, Eveena, that I may spare the need to speak again and in another tone .-- That Eveena seemed to have put us both in a false position only convinced me that she had a motive she knew would satisfy me as fully as herself.

When I learned what that motive was, I was greatly surprised at her unselfishness and courage.
If you threw me your veil to save me from drowning, how would you feel if my first words to you were:--'No one must think I could not swim, therefore even the household must believe you, in unveiling, guilty of an unpardonable fault' ?...

Answer me, Eunane." "I should let you sink next time," she replied, with a pretty half-dubious sauciness, showing that her worst fears at least were relieved.
"Quite right; but you are less generous than Eveena.

To hide how I had acted on her advice, she would have had you suppose her guilty.