"I have no idea of flattering you, and you are certainly aware that I do not number you among the beauties of Alexandria.

But instead of the delicate, symmetrical features which artists need, the gods bestowed upon you a face which wins all hearts, even those of women, because it is a mirror of genuine, helpful, womanly kindness, a sincere disposition, and a healthy, receptive mind.

To reproduce such a face, not exactly beautiful, and yet bewitching, is the hardest possible task, and Hermon, I repeat it, has succeeded.

You are the only one of your noble sex who inspires the motherless man with respect, and for whom he feels more than a fleeting fancy.

What does he not owe you?
After the bridge which united him to his uncle and paternal friend had been so suddenly broken, it was you who rebuilt it.