Do you think that she would a second time have 'stooped beneath her'"-- Mainwaring's lip writhed as he repeated that phrase--"if her feelings had not been involved?
I would not wrong your sister,--I shall ever feel gratitude for the past, and remorse for my own shameful weakness; still, I must think that the nature of her attachment to me was more ardent than lasting." "Ah, William, how can you know her heart ?" "By comparing it with yours.

Oh, there indeed I may anchor my faith! Susan, we were formed for each other! Our natures are alike, save that yours, despite its surpassing sweetness, has greater strength in its simple candour.

You will be my guide to good.

Without you I should have no aim in life, no courage to front the contests of this world.

Ah, this hand trembles still!" "William, William, I cannot repress a foreboding, a superstition! At night I am haunted with that pale face as I saw it last,--pale with suppressed despair.