I am very much in earnest when I say: The girl is a sweet, good little creature and will be a faithful and loving wife to you, under God.

Or have you left your heart in Constantinople?
Has the Senator Justinus' fair relation .-- But nonsense! You can hardly suppose that that volatile Greek girl...." Orion clasped her in his arms, and said tenderly, "No, dearest mother, no.

Constantinople lies far, far behind me, in grey mist beyond the farthest Thule; and here, close here, under my father's roof, I have found something far more lovely and more perfect than has ever been beheld by the dwellers on the Bosphorus.

That little girl is no match for a son of our stalwart and broad-shouldered race.

Our future generations must still tower proudly above the common herd in every respect; I want no plaything for a wife, but a woman, such as you yourself were in youth--tall, dignified and handsome.