disapproved them, which ought to have been enough.⁠—My plea of concealing the truth she did not think sufficient.⁠—She was displeased; I thought unreasonably so: I thought her, on a thousand occasions, unnecessarily scrupulous and cautious: I thought her even cold. But she was always right. If I had followed her judgment, and subdued my spirits to the level of what she deemed proper, I should have escaped the greatest unhappiness I have ever known.⁠—We quarrelled.⁠—Do you remember the morning spent at Donwell?⁠— There