She had been unable to see that at the time.

Good women were narrow, and they were hard, and they did not understand men.

Those were their faults.

Had she learned better by now?
Did she realize that she had far better marry a man who had loved her for herself, and who still loved her, rather than some fortune-hunter, like that weedy fellow Scarlett.

(Mr.Tristram called all slender men weedy.) He would frankly own his fault and ask for forgiveness.