"And I look into your face and I know you are good--_good_--all the way through--" Valerie laughed again: "There isn't any real evil in me....

And I am not astonishingly generous--merely sensible.

I knew from the first that I couldn't marry him--if I really loved him," she added, under her breath.
They were at the door now.

Lily passed out into the entry, halted, turned impulsively, the tears in her eyes, and put both arms tenderly around the girl.
"You poor child," she whispered.

"You dear, brave, generous girl! God knows whether I am right or wrong.