"Her imagination has been taken by storm; in time it would have calmed down.

We should have left her to herself, to her natural defence--her own good judgment, for she has a large stock of it.

I fell on the unlucky idea of calling Mme.
de Lorcy to my aid, and she has spoiled everything by her boasted _finesse_.

As soon as Antoinette had reason to suspect that her choice was condemned by us, and that we were plotting the enemy's destruction, the sympathy, mingled with admiration, which she accorded to M.
Larinski, became transformed into love; the fire smouldering beneath ashes leaped up into flames.

We neglected to count on that passion which is innate in women, and which phrenologists call combativeness.