Thomas Hardy,
The Return of the Native — Book 1…
(1878)
“ Love is the dismallest thing where the lover is quite honest. O, it is a shame to say so; but it is true!" She indulged in a little laugh. "My low spirits begin at the very idea. Don't you offer me tame love, or away you go!""I wish Tamsie were not such a confoundedly good little woman," said Wildeve, "so that I could be faithful to you without injuring a worthy person. It is I who am the sinner after all; I am not worth the little finger of either of you.""But you must not sacrifice yourself to her from any sense of justice," replied Eustacia quickly. ”
