A single glance into your dear face and loving eyes rebukes my folly and accuses me of wrong.
We are all the world to each other, and no shadow even shall come again between our souls and happiness." Jessie resumed her seat and questioned no farther.

Was she satisfied with the explanation?
Of course not.

But her lover was adroit, and she became passive.
"You cannot wonder now," he said, "that I was so anxious to see you this evening.

I might have spared you this interview, and it would have been better, perhaps, if I had done so.

But excited lovers are not always the most reasonable beings in the world.