"If I give you this you will have to give me something to take its place." "I will," said Lorne.
"I know it will be something better," said Dora, and there was a little effort in her composure.

"You send people such beautiful flowers, Lorne." She rose beside him as she spoke, graceful and fair, to fasten it in; and it was his hand that shook.
"Then may I choose it ?" said Lorne.

"And will you wear it ?" "I suppose you may.

Why are you--why do you--Oh, Lorne, stand still!" "I'll give you, you sweet girl, my whole heart!" he said in the vague tender knowledge that he offered her a garden, where she had but to walk, and smile, to bring about her unimaginable blooms..