R. D. Blackmore,
Springhaven: A Tale of the Great War
“ Oh, Captain Scudamore, how foolish I have been!” “Don't say so, don't think it, don't believe it for a moment,” said Scudamore, scarcely knowing what he said, as she burst into a storm of sobbing. “Oh, Dolly, Dolly, you know you meant no harm. You are breaking your darling heart, when you don't deserve it. I could not bear to look at you, and think of it, this morning. Everybody loves you still, as much and more than ever. Oh, Dolly, I would rather die than see you cry so terribly.” “Nobody loves me, and I hate myself. I could never have believed I should ever hate myself. ”
