And you quite as good as me, and better.

Don't shake me off, Harry.' I shook her in the gentlest manner, not suspecting that she had read my feelings fully as well as I her thoughts.

Janet and I fell to talking of my father incessantly, and were constantly together.

The squire caught one of my smiles rising, when he applauded himself lustily for the original idea of matching us; but the idea was no longer distasteful to me.

It appeared to me that if I must some day be married, a wife who would enjoy my narratives, and travel over the four quarters of the globe, as Janet promised to do, in search of him I loved, would be the preferable person.