Doubting, therefore, and in some sort dismayed--and in some sort also angry--he did not at once give any reply.
"Well, Desmond, what have you to say to it?
You are the head of her family, and young as you are, it is right that I should tell you." "Tell me! of course you ought to tell me.

I don't see what youngness has to do with it.

What did she say ?" "Well, she said but little; and a man should never boast that a lady has favoured him.

But she did not reject me." He paused a moment, and then added, "After all, honesty and truth are the best.

I have reason to think that she loves me." The poor young lord felt that he had a double duty, and hardly knew how to perform it.