Charles Dickens,
Dombey and Son — Chapter 40 Domestic Relations
“ I am used to choose my own times; not to have them chosen for me. I think you scarcely understand who and what I am, Mrs Dombey.'I think,' she answered, 'that I understand you very well.'She looked upon him as she said so, and folding her white arms, sparkling with gold and gems, upon her swelling breast, turned away her eyes.If she had been less handsome, and less stately in her cold composure, she might not have had the power of impressing him with the sense of disadvantage that penetrated through his utmost pride. But she had the power, and he felt it keenly. ”
