"I should have been wretched if you had been right, and my father had been guilty of anything of the kind.

But, as a matter of fact, he isn't capable of it--as you'd say if you knew him.

Now, there's no reason why we shouldn't be friends, is there ?" he added, with a suppressed eagerness.
"Oh, no," she responded.

She glanced up at the sky.

Unnoticed by him a cloud had drifted over the Langdale pikes, as the range of high mountain is called.