I have been proud of worthless things and I have cherished that wicked pride that I might forget the doubts knocking on my heart.

You say true, I am not content.
I shall never be content, I am most malcontent with myself....

Would to God that like you I had been born a peasant!" The tragic eyes looked up to find the Maid laughing--a kind, gentle merriment.

Catherine flushed as Jeanne took her tear-stained face in her hands.
"You are foolish, little sister.

I would I had been born to your station.