Great faults come like an avalanche, but they come less frequently, and we often admire their possessor, who sooner or later is apt to become our destroyer.
"I can hardly tell you," said Dorothy in response to a question by Elizabeth, "I can hardly tell you why I informed your Majesty of Queen Mary's presence at Rutland.

I did it partly for love of your Majesty and partly because I was jealous of that white, plain woman from Scotland." "She is not a plain woman, is she ?" said Elizabeth, delighted to hear Mary of Scotland so spoken of for once.

One way to flatter some women is to berate those whom they despise or fear.

Elizabeth loved Dorothy better for the hatred which the girl bore to Mary.

Both stood upon a broad plane of mutual sympathy-jealousy of the same woman.