You will soon grow used to him, and then you will love him, for that nobody can help.

As for me, you may be sure, I shall try to make you happy, and will not bother you at all.

I think we should be excellent friends, you and I.

I am not clever, but I am very good-natured.

Will you give me a kiss ?' He held up his face, and she took him in her arms and then began to cry.
The woman had spoken in complaisance; but she had warmed to her own words, and tenderness followed.