"I've no doubt of her being what you call a good girl,--none in the least. What she has done to me does not impair her goodness. I don't think you have ever understood how much all this has been a matter of conscience with her."
"Conscience!" said the angry father. "I hate such conscience. I like the conscience that makes a girl keep her word, and not bring disgrace upon those she belongs to."
"I shall not think that I am disgraced," said Grey, quietly, "if she will come and be my wife. She has meant to do right, and has endeavoured to take care of the happiness of other people rather than her own."
"She has taken very little care of mine," said Mr. Vavasor.

"I've no doubt of that. I don't think you have ever understood how much all this has been a matter of conscience with her."
"Conscience!" said the angry father. "I hate such conscience. I like the conscience that makes a girl keep her word, and not bring disgrace upon those she belongs to."
"I shall not think that I am disgraced," said Grey quietly, "if she will be my wife. She has meant to do right, and has tried to take care of other people's happiness rather than her own."
"She has taken very little care of mine," said Mr. Vavasor.
