Gertrude declares she is willing to share my wanderings and help to pose my models.

She even thinks it will be charming; and that brings me to my third point.
Gertrude likes me.

Encourage her a little and she will tell you so." Felix's tongue obviously moved much faster than the imagination of his auditors; his eloquence, like the rocking of a boat in a deep, smooth lake, made long eddies of silence.

And he seemed to be pleading and chattering still, with his brightly eager smile, his uplifted eyebrows, his expressive mouth, after he had ceased speaking, and while, with his glance quickly turning from the father to the daughter, he sat waiting for the effect of his appeal.

"It is not your want of means," said Mr.
Wentworth, after a period of severe reticence.
"Now it 's delightful of you to say that! Only don't say it 's my want of character.