Do not deny it, Henry, for I know indeed that you have a lady-love.

It may be read in your eyes.

And look you! it is on account of this dear one that I have come to you.

It pains me, Henry, that you have no confidence in me, and allow me no share in your joys and sorrows.

Do you not know, then, how tenderly I love you, my dear, noble brother ?" She put her arm tenderly round his neck, and wanted to kiss him.