It was a substantial, instructive book that I had bought, by the late Dr.Heineccius, in which I was to do a great deal of reading these next days, and often very glad that I had no one to question me of what I read.

Methought she bit her lip at me a little, and that cut me.

Indeed it left her wholly solitary, the more as she was very little of a reader, and had never a book.

But what was I to do?
So the rest of the evening flowed by almost without speech.
I could have beat myself.

I could not lie in my bed that night for rage and repentance, but walked to and fro on my bare feet till I was nearly perished, for the chimney was gone out and the frost keen.