His mind...he requires watching." "And how long is it since you made this discovery ?" "One sees clearer perhaps when one is not quite happy." "Not happy! Then it's for him that you turn the night to tears ?" Cornelia closed her lips.

She divined that her betrayer must be close in his confidence.

She went shortly after to Emilia, whose secret at once stood out bare to a kindled suspicion.

There was no fear that Cornelia would put her finger on it accusingly, or speak of it directly.

She had the sentimentalist's profound respect for the name and notion of love.
She addressed Emilia vaguely, bidding her keep guard on her emotions, and telling her there was one test of the truth of masculine protestations; this, Will he marry you?
The which, if you are poor, is a passably infallible test.