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"It was si reckless and I

wrote recklessly I knew she would disapprove and I wrote foolishly It

was the echo of her own stupid talk I said that I did not love her

brother but that I had no scruples whatever in , then with a shy half-laugh:

"I really believed I was selling myself, Mr Marlow And I was proud of

it What I suffered afterwards I couldn't tell you; because I only

discovered e and

hu me; but I could not put

it to the test because of my father Oh! I would not have been too

proud But I had to spare poor papa's feelings Roderick was perfect,

but I felt as though I were on the rack and not allowed even to cry out

Papa's prejudice against Roderick was htened ht

when my poor father died suddenly I am certain they had some sort of

discussion, about ainst

my own heart! I could not"