She pressed my arm upon her bosom.

"Thank you kindly for these same good hours," said she, on a deep note of her voice.
The concern in which I fell instantly on this address, put me with the same swiftness on my guard; and we were no sooner in the chamber, and the light made, than she beheld the old, dour, stubborn countenance of the student of Heineccius.

Doubtless she was more than usually hurt; and I know for myself, I found it more than usually difficult to maintain my strangeness.

Even at the meal, I durst scarce unbuckle and scarce lift my eyes to her; and it was no sooner over than I fell again to my civilian, with more seeming abstraction and less understanding than before.

Methought, as I-read, I could hear my heart strike like an eight-day clock.