"Considering how little we understand each other, it is a wonder how well we get on!" "We have done nothing but meet since you came here--but meet alone.

The first time I ever saw you we were alone," Gertrude went on.

"What is the difference now?
Is it because it is at night ?" "The difference, Gertrude," said Felix, stopping in the path, "the difference is that I love you more--more than before!" And then they stood there, talking, in the warm stillness and in front of the closed dark house.

"I have been talking to Charlotte--been trying to bespeak her interest with your father.

She has a kind of sublime perversity; was ever a woman so bent upon cutting off her own head ?" "You are too careful," said Gertrude; "you are too diplomatic." "Well," cried the young man, "I did n't come here to make any one unhappy!" Gertrude looked round her awhile in the odorous darkness.