It isn't manly in him to let her tyrannize over him and everybody else that comes into the house.

I never saw any human being that made one so afraid, somehow.

Her tone and look are enough to freeze your blood." While Mercy was buried in these indignant thoughts, Stephen and his mother, only a few feet away, separated from her only by a wall, were having a fierce and angry talk.

No sooner had the door closed upon Mercy than Mrs.White had said to Stephen,-- "Have you the slightest idea how much excitement you showed in conversing with Mrs.Philbrick?
I have never seen you look or speak in this way." The flush had not yet died away on Stephen's face.

At this attack, it grew deeper still.