I've done well as things go, but, of course, it has been hard.

It has been a hard life." "And you never came to me.

I wanted to help you.

I'd have done anything I could to make it easier for you, but you were so proud.

You'd have got on twice as well if you had given up your pride." The telephone rang, and while he answered it, she watched his broad, slouching back, his swelling paunch overflowing now above the stays he wore to reduce it, the coarsened flesh of his neck, bulging above the edge of his collar, and the shining, baldness on the top of his head, which gave an appearance of commanding intellect to his empurpled forehead.