He will be odious, insufferable for all the world besides, except for me; and for me he will be heaven.' She threw herself back, a twinkle in her bright eye, but a little flush of something half real on her cheek.
'No doubt,' said Agnes, dryly.

'But you can't wonder if under the circumstances I don't pine for a brother-in-law.

To return to the subject, however, Catherine liked him.

She said so.' 'Oh, that doesn't count,' replied Rose, discontentedly.

Catherine likes everybody--of a certain sort--and everybody likes Catherine.' 'Does that mean, Miss Hasty,' said her sister, 'that you have made up your mind Catherine will never marry ?' 'Marry!' cried Rose.