How finite intelligence could have discovered the innermost secret of his soul seemed little short of miraculous.

But the relief of being able to pour out his feelings mastered all other considerations.
"Oh, sir, there was never a question.

Like the angel she is, she let me be near her so long as I held my peace; but, fool that I am, I break me promise again and again.

I can't keep silent when I see her.
The truth would burst from me lips if I was dumb." "And you think you would be better if you were out of her sight ?" "Is a starving man better when he is away from food ?" asked Sandy, fiercely.

"Heaven knows it's not of meself I'm thinking.