All are "all right" because God made them, as He made Dorothy, perfect, each after its kind.
A long, uneasy pause ensued.

Dorothy felt the embarrassing silence less than John, and could have helped him greatly had she wished to do so.

But she had made the advances at their former meetings, and as she had told me, she "had done a great deal more than her part in going to meet him." Therefore she determined that he should do his own wooing thenceforward.
She had graciously given him all the opportunity he had any right to ask.
While journeying to Bowling Green Gate, John had formulated many true and beautiful sentiments of a personal nature which he intended expressing to Dorothy; but when the opportunity came for him to speak, the weather, his horse, Dorothy's mare Dolcy, the queens of England and Scotland were the only subjects on which he could induce his tongue to perform, even moderately well.
Dorothy listened attentively while John on the opposite side of the gate discoursed limpingly on the above-named themes; and although in former interviews she had found those topics quite interesting, upon that occasion she had come to Bowling Green Gate to listen to something else and was piqued not to hear it.

After ten or fifteen minutes she said demurely:-- "I may not remain here longer.

I shall be missed at the Hall.