Unit 4: Selection Vocabulary 1

He has no patience with faith, an intense horror of superstition, and he scoffs openly at any talk of things not to be felt and seen and put down in figures.

If a physician of high standing, and one's own husband, assures friends and relatives that there is really nothing the matter with one but temporary nervous depression—a slight hysterical tendency—what is one to do?

I sometimes fancy that in my condition if I had less opposition and more society and stimulus—but John says the very worst thing I can do is to think about my condition, and I confess it always makes me feel bad.

"You know the place is doing you good," he said, "and really, dear, I don't care to renovate the house just for a three months' rental."

The whole thing goes horizontally, too, at least it seems so, and I exhaust myself in trying to distinguish the order of its going in that direction.

He had only taken the time to assure himself of its truth by a second telegram, and had hastened to forestall any less careful, less tender friend in bearing the sad message.

Now her bosom rose and fell tumultuously.

But she saw beyond that bitter moment a long procession of years to come that would belong to her absolutely.

"Go away. I am not making myself ill." No; she was drinking in a very elixir of life through that open window.

She arose at length and opened the door to her sister's importunities.