"Did you not receive my message?
But, then, it's stupid to think you will ever consider me." "I have been considering you a great deal more than you think, especially since you metaphorically boxed my ears this morning, and took away my breath generally this afternoon." "You seem to have plenty left." "Oh, I'm recovering.

Reason is trying to scramble back on her throne.
I've been out to the lake alone in the moonlight, and have had the whole scene over again, to assure myself that it was real." "What! You have not been in the water ?" "No; I was content to moon it out on the shore; but it seemed to me that I saw you as clearly there as here." "Little wonder! I must have been the most extraordinary looking creature that ever prowled in these wilds." "You were; only lookers-on did all the devouring.

I wouldn't dare tell you the compliments I have heard." "You had better not, if your reason is even within sight of her throne.

When the danger was all over I caught a mental glimpse of myself, and fell over as if shot;" and a slow, deep crimson stole into her face.
"Madge," said Graydon, gravely and almost rebukingly, "do you think there was a man present who did not reverence you?
I was proud even of your acquaintance." Her face softened under his words, but she did not look at him.

"We were partners in misery," she said, laughing softly; "I have a vague remembrance that you were as great a guy as I was." "I shall be glad to be a guy with you in any circumstances you can imagine, if you will let me make my peace, and will forgive my general stupidity.