I wonder what it is about,' said Katie to her second sister.
Linda's heart sank within her.

'Could it be?
No, it could not, could not be, that the sweet voice which had whispered in her ears those well-remembered words, could have again whispered the same into other ears--that the very Gertrude who had warned her not to listen to such words from such lips, should have listened to them herself, and have adopted them and made them her own! It could not, could not be!' and yet Linda's heart sank low within her.
* * * * * 'If you really love him,' said the mother, again caressing her eldest daughter as she acknowledged her love, but hardly with such tenderness as when that daughter had repudiated that other love--'if you really love him, dearest, of course I do not, of course I cannot, object.' 'I do, mamma; I do.' 'Well, then, Gertrude, so be it.

I have not a word to say against your choice.

Had I not believed him to be an excellent young man, I should not have allowed him to be here with you so much as he has been.

We cannot all see with the same eyes, dearest, can we ?' 'No, mamma; but pray don't think I dislike poor Harry; and, oh! mamma, pray don't set him against Alaric because of this----' 'Set him against Alaric! No, Gertrude.