Yet it made Josephine easier.

But so unflinching was her prudence that she never once could be prevailed on to mount those stairs, and peep at Camille herself.

"I must starve my heart, not feed it," said she.

And she grew paler and more hollow-eyed day by day.
Yet this was the same woman who showed such feebleness and irresolution when Raynal pressed her to marry him.

But then dwarfs feebly drew her this way and that.