But the consciousness too was there that he, if not she, had changed, for the sight of her before him took strange hold upon his heart.
Maria's smile was a little timid, but soon she dared to raise her eyes and look at him in turn.

Assuredly a handsome fellow; comely of body, revealing so much of supple strength; comely of face in well-cut feature and fearless eye ...

To herself she said with some surprise that she had not thought him thus--more forward perhaps, talking freely and rather positively-but now he scarcely spoke at all and everything about him bad an air of perfect simplicity.

Doubtless it was his expression that had given her this idea, and his bold straightforward manner.
Mother Chapdelaine took up her questioning:--"And so you sold the farm when your father died ?" "Yes, I sold everything.

I was never a very good hand at farming, you know.