"I meant dear and good to me, because I think he was thinking of me, and it was for my sake he wanted us to meet." It would have been hard to convince a woman, if she had overheard this speech, that Miss Sherwood's humility was not the calculated affectation of a coquette.

Sometimes a man's unsuspicion is wiser, and Harkless knew that she was not flirting with him.

In addition, he was not a fatuous man; he did not extend the implication of her words nearly so far as she would have had him.
"But I had met you," said he, "long ago." "What!" she cried, and her eyes danced.

"You actually remember ?" "Yes; do you ?" he answered.

"I stood in Jones's field and heard you singing, and I remembered.