But now in this sober and common guise of every day, I am neither Cinderella nor yet the Princess--merely a frowsy, rustic, freckled maid with a mouth somewhat too large for beauty, and the clipped and curly poll of a careless boy.

And I desire to know, once for all, how I now suit you, Euan." "You are perfection--once for all." "I?
What obstinate foolishness you utter! In all seriousness--" "You are--more beautiful than ever--in all seriousness!" "What folly!" She began to laugh nervously, then shrugged her shoulders, adding: "This young man is plainly partizan and deaf to reason." "Being in love." "You! In love! What nonsense!" "Do you doubt it ?" "Oh!" she said carelessly.

"You are in love with love--as all men are--and not particularly in love with me.

Men, my dear Euan, are gamblers.

When first you saw me in tatters, you laid a wager with yourself that I'd please you in silks.