It was hard for him to find a terra incognita of thought into which she had not made some slight explorations.

In his own natural domains she skilfully appeared to know enough to follow, but not to lead with mortifying superiority.
She also had her own preserves of thought and fancy, of which she gave him tantalizing glimpses, then let fall the screening boughs; and he, who fain would see more, was content to pass on, assured that another vista would soon be revealed.

It was the reserve of this frank girl that most charmed and incited him, the feeling, more or less defined, that while she appeared to manifest herself by every word and smile, something richer and rarer still was hidden.
"No one will ever have a chance to understand her fully but the man she loves," he thought.

"To him she would give the clew to all her treasures, or else show them with sweet abandon, and it would require a lifetime for the task.

She has a beauty and a character that would never pall, for the reason that she draws her life so directly from nature.