Love may be blind, but it is not deaf.

Miss Wildmere gave us good music, not great music." Mr.Muir began talking about the weather as if it were the only subject in his mind, and soon afterward Madge went to her room with bowed head and downcast heart.
"I have no chance," she sighed.

"He loves her, and that ends all.

He is loyal to her, and will be loyal, even though she breaks his heart eventually, as I fear.

It's his nature.".