But Mr. Hale Resolved That He Would

I Value My Own Independence So Highly That I Can Fancy No Degradation Greater Than That Of Having Another Man Perpetually Directing And Advising And Lecturing Me, Or Even Planning Too Closely In Any Way About My Actions. He Might Be The Wisest Of Men, Or The Most Powerful - I Should Equally Rebel And Resent His Interference.

He Is My First Olive: Let Me Make A Face While I Swallow It.

In The First Place, Cranford Is In Possession Of The Amazons; All The Holders Of Houses Above A Certain Rent Are Women. If A Married Couple Come To Settle In The Town, Somehow The Gentleman Disappears; He Is Either Fairly Frightened To Death By Being The Only Man In The Cranford Parties, Or He Is Accounted For By Being With His Regiment, His Hip, Or Closely Engaged In Business All The Week In The Great Neighbouring Commercial Town Of Drumble, Distant Only Twenty Miles On A Railroad. In Short, Whatever Does Become Of The Gentlemen, They Are Not At Cranford.

I Have Passed Out Of Childhood Into Old Age. I Have Had No Youth - No Womanhood; The Hopes Of Womanhood Have Closed For Me - For I Shall Never Marry; And I Anticipate Cares And Sorrows Just As If I Were An Old Woman, And With The Same Fearful Spirit.

Look Back. Look Back At Me." Richard Armitage Spoke This Line In The Movie North And South As He Watched Miss Hale Drive Away In A Carriage.