She, therefore, ate her supper.

At first Andrew had looked warningly at Fanny when she began to discuss the subject before the dressmaker, but Fanny had replied, "Oh, land, Andrew, she knows all about it now.

It's all over town." "Yes, I heard it this morning before I came," said the dressmaker.
"I think a puff on the sleeves of the silk waist will be very pretty, don't you, Mrs.Brewster ?" Ellen looked at the dressmaker with wonder; it seemed to her that the woman was going on a little especial side track of her own outside the interests of her kind.

She looked at her pretty new things and tried them on, and felt guilty that she had them.

What business had she having new clothes and going to Vassar College in the face of that misery?
What was an education?
What was anything compared with the sympathy which love demanded of love in the midst of sorrow?
Should she not turn her back upon any purely personal advantage as she would upon a moral plague?
When Ellen's father said that to her at the supper-table she looked at him with unchildlike eyes.