" "Why, whatever loathsome thoughts can you have?" asked Dolly, smiling.
"The most utterly loathsome and coarse: I can't tell you.
It's not unhappiness, or low spirits, but much worse.
As though everything that was good in me was all hidden away, and nothing was left but the most loathsome.
Come, how am I to tell you?" she went on, seeing the puzzled look in her sister's eyes.