I am ignorant in many ways; I only know I love.

All my strength and all my pride is centred in that fact.

Is not that sufficient?
It certainly makes one great and good to be able to say that one really loves." She continued with sighs, and in broken phrases, to confess everything to him, in an unaffected outpouring of ardent feeling.

It was a true affection that thus acknowledged itself.

She dared to do so because she was innocent and pure.