"I have never, even as a boy, had from you a single word which did not in some vague manner convey a hint of your contempt for me.

Do you realise that ?" "W-what!" she faltered, bewildered.
"I don't suppose you do realise it.

People generally feel toward me as you feel; it has always been the fashion to tolerate me.

It is a legend that I am thick-skinned and stupidly slow to take offence.

I am not offended now....