Felix had grown up among traditions in the light of which such a proceeding looked like a grievous breach of hospitality.

I have said that he was always happy, and it may be counted among the present sources of his happiness that he had as regards this matter of his relations with Gertrude a deliciously good conscience.

His own deportment seemed to him suffused with the beauty of virtue--a form of beauty that he admired with the same vivacity with which he admired all other forms.
"I think that if you marry," said Mr.Wentworth presently, "it will conduce to your happiness." "Sicurissimo!" Felix exclaimed; and then, arresting his brush, he looked at his uncle with a smile.

"There is something I feel tempted to say to you.

May I risk it ?" Mr.Wentworth drew himself up a little.