And now you're so ambitious--so ambitious, John--I'-- she turned her head away--'I sometimes feel when I'm with you--I can't breathe--it's just burning you away--and me too.

You've found out what you can do--and people tell you you're so clever--and then you think you've thrown yourself away--and that I'm a clog on you.

John'-- she approached him suddenly, panting--'John, do you mean that baby and I are to stay all the winter alone in that cottage ?' She motioned towards it.
He protested that he had elaborately thought out all that she must do.
She must go to her father at Keswick for the summer and possibly for the winter, till he had got a footing.

He would come up to see her as often as work and funds would permit.

She must look after the child, make a little money perhaps by her beautiful embroidery.
'I'll not go to my father,' she said, with energy.
'But why not ?' 'You seem to forget that he married a second wife, John, last year.' 'I'm sure Mrs.Gibson was most friendly when we were there last month.
And we'd _pay_, of course--we'd pay.' 'I'm not going to plant myself and Carrie down on Mrs.Gibson for six months and more, John, so don't ask me.