He still looks upon me rather too much as a child, and he seems to have a pleasure in saying odd, half-rude things; but we are excellent friends--or have been.

Such a delightful day as we had at Baiae! I have always liked him." "At Baiae?
You didn't go alone with him ?" "No; Miriam was there and Mr.Spence.We found him dreaming at Pozzuoli, and carried him off in the boat with us." "He never thought much of me, and now he hates me." "No; that is impossible." "If you had heard him speaking to me last night, you would think differently.

He makes it a crime that I should love you." "I don't understand it." "What's more, he has feared this ever since I came; I feel sure of it.
When I was coming back from Pompeii, he took me with him to Amalfi all but by force.

He dreaded my returning and seeing you." "But why should he think of such a thing ?" "Why ?" Elgar led her a few paces, until they stood before a mirror.
"Don't look at me.

The other face, which is a little paler than it should be." She hid it against him.
"But you don't love me for my face only?
You will see others who have more beauty." "Perhaps so.