In truth his own earnestness, and her sad eyes looking up at him, were too much for the young man's equanimity.

He hardly knew how he ended.

He saw Lizzy, as through a mist, turn and go away with the rest of the congregation; and shortly afterwards followed her home.
She invited him to supper, and they sat down alone, her mother having, as was usual with her on Sunday nights, gone to bed early.
'We will part friends, won't we ?' said Lizzy, with forced gaiety, and never alluding to the sermon: a reticence which rather disappointed him.
'We will,' he said, with a forced smile on his part; and they sat down.
It was the first meal that they had ever shared together in their lives, and probably the last that they would so share.

When it was over, and the indifferent conversation could no longer be continued, he arose and took her hand.

'Lizzy,' he said, 'do you say we must part--do you ?' 'You do,' she said solemnly.