"I feel like Cinderella being dressed for the ball.

Oh, what lovely pearls! I never saw anything so exquisite." She had opened an inner case and was literally revelling in its contents.
"They were--her husband's wedding present to her," said Scott in his rather monotonous voice.
"How lovely it must be to be married!" said Dinah, with a little sigh.
"Do you think so ?" said Scott.
She turned in her chair to regard him.

"Don't you ?" "I can't quite imagine it," he said.
"Oh, can't I!" said Dinah.

"To have someone in love with you, wanting no one but you, thinking there's no one else in the world like you.

Have you never dreamt that such a thing has happened?
I have.