If I read her face and manner aright, she blessed her stars at getting rid of me so opportunely." "I doubt if you read them aright," said Mrs.Denison, as her young friend paused.

"You are too easily discouraged.

If she is a prize, she is worth striving for.

Don't forget the old adage--'Faint heart never won fair lady.'" Paul shook his head.
"I am too proud to enter the lists in any such contest," he answered.

"Do you think I could beg for a lady's favorable regard?
No! I would hang myself first!" "How is a lady to know that you have a preference for her, if you do not manifest it in some way ?" asked Mrs.Denison.