character was self-esteem, which made him exceedingly sensitive in
regard to the conduct of others as affecting the general estimation
of himself. He could not bear to have any freedom taken with him, in
company, even by his best friend. He felt it to be humiliating, if
not degrading. He, therefore, was a man of many dislikes, for one
and another were every now and then doing or saying something that
hurt more or less severely his self-esteem.

Marston had none of this peculiar weakness of his friend. He rarely
thought about the estimation in which he was held, and never let the
mere opinions of others influence him. But he was careful not to do
any thing that violated his own self-respect.

The breach between the young men occurred thus. The two friends were
in company with several others, and there was present a young lady
in whose eyes Arnest wished to appear in as favourable a light as
possible. He was relating an adventure in which he was the principal
hero, and, in doing so, exaggerated his own action so far as to
amuse Marston, who happened to know all about the circumstances, and
provoke from him some remarks that placed the whole affair in rather
a ridiculous light, and caused a laugh at Arnest's expense.

The young man's self-esteem was deeply wounded. Even the lady, for
whose ears the narrative had been more especially given, laughed
heartily, and made one or two light remarks; or, rather, heavy ones
for the ears of Arnest. He was deeply disturbed though at the time
he managed to conceal almost entirely what he felt.

Marston, however, saw that his thoughtless words had done more (sic)
than he had intended them to do, both upon the company and upon the