You are wholly unlike, and would not be happy together.

But oh, if her love would win you back to virtue, I would almost beg her, on my bended knees, not to turn away from you." "And I tell you her love _can_ win me back, when nothing else in the kingdom will," said Henry, snatching up the note and hurrying away.
For a time after he left the room, Jenny sat in a kind of stupefied maze.

That Mary would refuse her brother, she was certain, and she trembled for the effect that refusal would produce upon him.

Other thoughts, too, crowded upon the young girl's mind, and made her tears flow fast.

Henry had hinted of something which he could tell her if he would, and her heart too well foreboded what that something was.