Now, once more, as yesterday afternoon, for good or for bad, for long or for short, for the gods or for the devil, are you with me?
There's time to turn back even yet, and I'll say no word to your going." "But no, no! a vow is a vow.

When I cannot run I will walk, when I cannot walk I will crawl after you--comme ca!" Lady Belward did not appear at breakfast.

Sir William and Gaston breakfasted alone at half past nine o'clock.

The talk was of the stables and the estate generally.
The breakfast-room looked out on a soft lawn, stretching away into a broad park, through which a stream ran; and beyond was a green hillside.
The quiet, the perfect order and discipline, gave a pleasant tingle to Gaston's veins.

It was all so easy, and yet so admirable--elegance without weight.