It makes me ache.

Do you know that feeling, Miss Champion, of perfect loveliness making you ache ?" "No, I don't," said Jane, shortly.

"And I do not think other people's wives ought to have that effect upon you." "My dear old chap," exclaimed Garth, astonished; "it has nothing to do with wives or no wives.

A wood of bluebells in morning sunshine would have precisely the same effect.

I ache to paint her.