He seems to know that he must buy me if he would have me, so he tells me that he has forty thousand pounds a year, and offers to settle ten thousand a year on me if I will marry him.

I asked for a fortnight in which to consider his offer, and when the time was up I begged for another, which he granted, kindly saying that he did not want me to answer till I was sure of myself, even though the delay cost him a year's happiness.

The time is almost up, and I must ask another extension; but I shall eventually take him, and then God pity me, for I know I shall die." "No, no, Frances," I returned, trying to conceal my delight.

"You will be happy with Dick Talbot if you will thrust the other man out of your heart." "Thrust the other man out of my heart!" she exclaimed.

"It was never done by a woman.