You two should be friends once more.

But would you mind helping me make these people comfortable as we can ?" "You are hurt, yourself, then!" she said, turning toward him, seeing him wince as he started up the step.
"No;" he said curtly, "it's nothing." "That girl yonder--ah! she has been whipped! My God in Heaven.
What is to be next, in this wilderness! Is there indeed here no law, no justice ?" The deep voice of the German, Kammerer, broke in.

"Thank God in Heaven, at least you are a woman!" he said, turning to her.
"A woman! Why thank God for that?
Here, at least, a woman's sole privilege is insult and abuse." The others heard but did not all understand her taunt.

Tears sprang to the eyes of young Carlisle.

"Don't talk so!" was all he could exclaim, feeling himself not wholly innocent of reproach.
Dunwody's face flushed a deep red.