Oh, I am glad!" and her voice rang with the fulness of her pleasure.

She had been greatly distressed by the unhappiness of her friend, and in that distress compunction had played its part.

There was no hardness in Violet Oliver's character.

To give pain flattered no vanity in her.

She understood that Shere Ali would suffer because of her, and she longed that he should find his compensation in the opportunities of rulership.
"Let us say good-bye here," he said.