He retained it a few seconds in his.
'It is possible we may meet again,' said he; 'will it be of any consequence to you whether we do or not ?' 'Yes, I should be very glad to see you again.' I _could_ say no less.

He kindly pressed my hand, and went.

Now, I was happy again--though more inclined to burst into tears than ever.

If I had been forced to speak at that moment, a succession of sobs would have inevitably ensued; and as it was, I could not keep the water out of my eyes.

I walked along with Miss Murray, turning aside my face, and neglecting to notice several successive remarks, till she bawled out that I was either deaf or stupid; and then (having recovered my self-possession), as one awakened from a fit of abstraction, I suddenly looked up and asked what she had been saying..