Poor fellow! he had heard enough in the last ten minutes to bewilder any brain.
At last he seemed to have strung himself for an effort, and spoke, without looking up.
"Mr.Thurnall!" "Sir ?" "I have done you a great wrong!" "We will say no more about it, sir.

It was a mistake, and I do not wish to complicate the question.

My true ground of quarrel with you is your conduct to Miss Lavington.

She seems to have told you her true name, so I shall call her by it." "What I have done, I have undone!" said Stangrave, looking up.

"If I have wronged her, I have offered to right her; if I have left her, I have sought her again; and if I left her when I knew nothing, now that I know all, I ask her here, before you, to become my wife!" Tom looked inquiringly at Marie.
"Yes; I have told him all--all ?" and she hid her face in her hands.
"Well," said Tom, "Mr.Stangrave is a very enviable person; and the match in a worldly point of view, is a most fortunate one for Miss Lavington; and that stupid rascal of a gendarme has broken my revolver." "But I have not accepted him," cried Marie; "and I will not unless you give me leave." Tom saw Stangrave's brow lower, and pardonably enough, at this.
"My dear Miss Lavington, as I have never been able to settle my own love affairs satisfactorily to myself, I do not feel at all competent to settle other people's.