She should have no cause to complain of me.

I had been wronged, and was minded to hug my grievance and keep the merit of the difference all on my side.

That motive too commonly underlies a seeming patience of wrong.

I would not for the world enrich her with a just quarrel, therefore I brought her water, ay, although she feigned not to desire it.

There it was for her, let her take it if she would, or leave it if she would; and I set the jug down by the pasty.