Strong in the sacred sense of gratitude, I turned on Temple, reproaching him with selfish forgetfulness of her good heart and pretty face.

Without defending himself, as he might have done, he entreated me to postpone our journey for a day; he and Janet had some appointment.

Here was given me a noble cause and matter I need not shrink from speaking of.

I lashed Temple in my aunt's presence with a rod of real eloquence that astonished her, and him, and myself too; and as he had a sense of guilt not quite explicable in his mind, he consented to bear what was in reality my burden; for Julia had distinguished me and not him with all the signs of affection, and of the two I had the more thoroughly forgotten her; I believe Temple was first in toasting her at Squire Gregory's table.

There is nothing like a pent-up secret of the heart for accumulating powers of speech; I mean in youth.