I suppose it is a filthy sight, when you're not accustomed to it." "Yes, but you must think me so weak.

And I'm not weak really; I'm very strong." He saw part of the pathos of this, but not all of it.

He did not realize that she was pleading for herself with all the earnestness of her soul.

He had no subtlety of mind, and the fact was too subtle for him to grasp that the whole scene which had taken place with that other woman in his rooms upstairs was being re-enacted, but with a different motive.

That woman had fought for his money, his protection for her future.