Because your reward shall be--the adoration of one who is at heart--your slave already....

And your desires will ever be her own--are hers already, Euan....

Have I made amends ?" "More fully than----" "Then be content," she said hastily, "and pull me no more lugubrious faces to fright me.

Lord! What a vexing paradox is this young man who sits and glowers and gnaws his lips in the very moment of his victory, while I, his victim, tranquil and happy in defeat, sit calmly telling my thoughts like holy beads to salve my new-born soul.

Ai-me! There are many things yet to be learned in this mad world of men." We leaned over the parapet, shoulder to shoulder, looking down upon the river.