I think there is a little likeness between us." He bowed.
"If not in our dispositions," she presently added, with a look of true sensibility, "there is a likeness in our destiny; the destiny which bids fair to connect us with two characters so much superior to our own." "True, true," he answered, warmly.

"No, not true on your side.

You can have no superior, but most true on mine .-- She is a complete angel.

Look at her.

Is not she an angel in every gesture?
Observe the turn of her throat.