'He loved you and he still loves you.

Why didn't you try to feel for him?
You don't love Mr.Grail.' Thyrza drew a little apart.
'I feel I shall be glad to be his wife,' she said firmly.

'I felt I must say "yes," and I don't think I shall ever be sorry.

I could never have said "yes" to Mr.Ackroyd, Lyddy!' She sprang forward and held her sister again.

'You know why I couldn't! You can't keep secrets from me, though you could from any one else.