He thought I wanted to have my own way, and he made it up to take it out of me, and run me every way he could.

We had a goodish spell of fighting over it, but he gave in at last.

Not but what I'd had a lot to bear, and took a deal of punishment before he jacked up.

I needn't have had it.

It was all my own obstinacy and a sort of dogged feeling that made me feel I couldn't give in.