half-shaming

Updated: July 25, 2025

Here she paused, half-shaming to confess to herself that for this reason chiefly would she welcome the letters of poor Lyle. "Is that all? Will you not care to hear about me? Oh, Miss Rothesay," cried Lyle, "I often wish I was again a little boy in the dear old garden at Oldchurch." "Why so?" "Because because" and the quick blood rose in his cheek.

Dinah Maria Mulock Craik - Olive: A Novel