I will make his wishes my wishes, his ways my ways, his party my party, his home my home, his ambition my ambition,--his honour my honour." As she said this she stood up with her hands clenched and head erect, and her eyes flashing.

"Do you not know me well enough to be sure that I should be loyal to him ?" "Yes;--I think that you would be loyal." "Whether I loved him or not, he should love me." "And you think that Silverbridge would do ?" "Yes, I think that Silverbridge would do.

You, no doubt, will say that I am flying high ?" "Not too high.

Why should you not fly high?
If I can justify myself, surely I cannot accuse you." "It is hardly the same thing, Frank.

Of course, there is not a girl in London to whom Lord Silverbridge would not be the best match that she could make.