I don't know why I should have paused.
Is not the truth best ?" "Yes,--certainly the truth is best." "I do not--love you.

Pray, pray understand me." "I understand it too well, Miss Rowley." The stick was still going, and the eyes more intently fixed than ever on something opposite.
"I do like you; I like you very much.

And I am so grateful! I cannot understand why such a man as you should want to make me your wife." "Because I love you better than all the others; simply that.

That reason, and that only, justifies a man in wanting to marry a girl." What a good fellow he was, and how flattering were his words! Did he not deserve what he wanted, even though it could not be given without a sacrifice?
But yet she did not love him.

As she looked at him again she could not there recognise her staff.