Quotes from Ethel Turner

She had taken it into her head that she was unappreciated by her family, misunderstood, uncared for. When she went to bed at night she used to conjure up a pathetic scene of her death-bed, when too late her family had learned her worth. She would lie and blink at the patch of light made on the ceiling by Dolly's wash-stand candle, her throat swelling with self-pity. ...She went further still one night, and actually buried herself in an oak and silver coffin.