Whatever her affliction, however intense her humiliation, Jane was supported always by the most comforting of beliefs--the belief that she had been absolutely right and Charley absolutely wrong through the ten disillusioning years of their married life.

Never for an instant--never even in a nightmare--had she been visited by the disquieting suspicion that she was not entirely blameless.
"Well, you've left him now anyway," said Gabriella, with the disarming candour which delighted Jimmy and perplexed Uncle Meriweather, "so somebody has got to help you take care of the children." "She shall never come to want as long as Pussy and I have a cent left," declared Cousin Jimmy, and his voice expressed what Mrs.Carr described afterward as "proper feeling." "And we'd really rather that you'd earn less and keep in your own station of life," said Pussy decisively.
"If you mean that you'd rather I'd work buttonholes or crochet mats than go into a store and earn a salary, then I can't do it," answered Gabriella, as resolute, though not so right-minded, as poor Jane.

"I'd rather die than be dependent all my life, and I'm going to earn my living if I have to break rocks to do it.".