I feel I must give them up.' 'I thought you liked responsibility.' Elizabeth coloured.
'It--it depends what sort.

I begin to see now that my principles--and opinions--are so different from yours that, if we go further, I shall either be disappointing you or--doing what I think wrong.' 'You can't conceive ever giving up your opinion to mine ?' 'No!' Elizabeth shook her head with decision.

'No! that I really can't conceive!' 'Upon my word!' said the Squire, fairly taken aback.

They confronted each other.

Elizabeth began to look disturbed.