"How they looked at me as something dreadful, incomprehensible, and curious! What can he be telling the other with such warmth?" she thought, staring at two men who walked by.

" Can one ever tell anyone what one is feeling? I meant to tell Dolly, and it's a good thing I didn't tell her.

How pleased she would have been at my misery! She would have concealed it, but her chief feeling would have been delight at my being punished for the happiness she envied me for.