"What she said meant something more." "What ?" "That you were--but I will not pain your ears, darling! Forgive my foolish indignation.

Love with me is so vital a thing, that the remotest suspicion of losing its object, brings smarting pain.

You are all the world to me, Jessie, and the intimation"-- "Of what, Leon ?" He had left the sentence unfinished.

Dexter was holding one of her hands.

She did not attempt to withdraw it.
"That you were false to me!" The words caused Miss Loring to spring to her feet.