He came along the path by the asparagus-bed, and overtook me.
'You know why I come, Alicia ?' said he, in a tremulous voice.
I said nothing, and hung my head, for by his tone I did know.
'Yes,' he went on, 'it is you I love; my sentiment towards your sister is one of affection too, but protective, tutelary affection--no more.

Say what you will I cannot help it.

I mistook my feeling for her, and I know how much I am to blame for my want of self-knowledge.

I have fought against this discovery night and day; but it cannot be concealed.

Why did I ever see you, since I could not see you till I had committed myself?
At the moment my eyes beheld you on that day of my arrival, I said, "This is the woman for whom my manhood has waited." Ever since an unaccountable fascination has riveted my heart to you.