tolerant affection. Too fragile to mix with others, she was brought
up at home. Tutors furnished her education. The winters she passed
abroad with her mother. When her mother died she spent them with
relations or friends. The grim dampness of the English climate was
too rigorous for a life that needed sunshine.

Angela had nothing in common with either her brother or her sister.
She avoided them and they her. They did not understand her: she
understood them only too well!

A nature that craved for sympathy and affection--as the frail so
often do--was repulsed by those to whom affection was but a form,
and sympathy a term of reproach.

She loved all that was beautiful, and, as so frequently happens in
such natures as Angela's, she had an overwhelming pity for all that
were unhappy. To her God made the world beautiful: man was
responsible for its hideousness. From her heart she pitied mankind
for abusing the gifts God had showered on them.

It was on her first home-coming since her mother's death that her
attention was really drawn to her father's Irish possessions.

By a curious coincidence she returned home the clay following
Wilberforce Kingsnorth's electrical speech, invoking Providence to
interpose in the settlement of the Irish difficulty. It was the one
topic of conversation throughout dinner. And it was during that
dinner that Angela for the first time really angered her father and
raised a barrier between them that lasted until the day of his
death.