She would unwittingly assume little reserves, and make small pretences of indifference in spite of her own judgment.

She had done so on this afternoon, and had left him without giving him her hand to press, without looking up into his face with an assurance of love, and therefore she was angry with herself.

"I know I shall teach him to hate me," she said out loud to Bell.
"That would be very sad," said Bell; "but I don't see it." "If you were engaged to a man you would be much better to him.

You would not say so much, but what you did say would be all affection.

I am always making horrid little speeches, for which I should like to cut out my tongue afterwards." "Whatever sort of speeches they are, I think that he likes them." "Does he?
I'm not all so sure of that, Bell.