She said nothing, even to herself, of the truth and constancy of her love; she made no mental resolution against any other passion; she did not even think whether or not she might ever be tempted to love another; but she felt a dumb aching numbness about her heart; and, looking round about her, she seemed to feel that all was dark and dismal.
And so they sojourned through the winter at Torquay.

The effort which Katie made was undoubtedly salutary to her.

She took again to her work and her lessons--studies we should probably now call them--and before she left Torquay, she had again learned how to smile; but not to laugh with that gay ringing silver laughter, ringing, but yet not loud, which to Charley's ear had been as sweet as heavenly music.

During this time Uncle Bat remained at Hampton, keeping bachelor's house by himself.
And then while they were at Torquay, Linda and Norman became engaged to each other.

Their loves were honest, true, and happy; but not of a nature to give much scope to a novelist of a romantic turn.