But passiveness under such a relation does not always permanently remain; it was accompanied from the first by a sense of oppression and injustice, though love kept the feeling subdued.  The desire for ruling in any position gains strength by activity.  The more the young wife yielded, the more did the husband assume, until at length Amanda felt that she had no will of her own, so to speak.  The con-viction of this, when it formed itself in her mind, half involuntarily brought with it an instinctive feeling of resistance.  Here was the forming point of antagonism—­the beginning of the state of unhappiness foreshadowed from the first.  Had Amanda asserted her right to think and act for herself in the early days of her married life, the jar of discord would have been light.  It now promised to be most afflicting in its character.

The first activity of Amanda’s newly forming state showed itself in the doing of certain things to which she was inclined, notwithstanding the expression of her husband’s disapproval.  Accustomed to the most perfect compliance, Mr. Lane was disturbed by this.

“Oh, dear! what a horrid looking thing!” said he one day, as he discovered a new dress pattern which his wife had just purchased lying on a chair.  “Where in the world did that come from?”

“I bought it this morning,” replied Amanda.

“Take it back, or throw it into the fire,” was the husband’s rude response.

“I think it neat,” said Amanda, smiling.

“Neat?  It’s awful!  But you’ve no taste.  I wish you’d let me buy your dresses.”

The wife made no answer to this.  Lane said a good deal more about it, to all of which Amanda opposed but little.  However, her mind was made up to one thing, and that was to take it to the mantuamaker’s.  The next Lane saw of the dress was on his wife.

“Oh, mercy!” he exclaimed, holding up his hand, “I thought you had burnt it.  Why did you have it made up?”

“I like it,” quietly answered Mrs. Lane.

“You like any thing.”

“I haven’t much taste, I know,” said Amanda, “but such as it is, it is pleasant to gratify it sometimes.”

Something in the way this remark was made it disturbed the self-satisfaction which was a leading feature in Mr. Lane’s state of mind; he, however, answered—­“I wish you would be governed by me in matters of this kind; you know my taste is superior to yours.  Do take off that dress, and throw it in the fire.”

Amanda did not reply to this, for it excited feelings and produced thoughts that she had no wish to manifest.  But she did not comply with her husband’s wishes.  She liked the dress and meant to wear it, and she did wear it, notwithstanding her husband’s repeated condemnation of her taste.