'She ought never to be my wife,' he said.

'Leaving my own happiness out of the question, it would be a cruelty to her to unite her to me.' I said I could not hear such words from him, and begged him in tears to go away; he obeyed, and I heard the garden door shut behind him.

What is to be the end of the announcement, and the fate of Caroline?
May 20 .-- I put a good deal on paper yesterday, and yet not all.

I was, in truth, hoping against hope, against conviction, against too conscious self-judgment.

I scarcely dare own the truth now, yet it relieves my aching heart to set it down.