I'd be a pretty-looking thing to marry a man I didn't love, wouldn't I ?" "You are a pretty thing anyway." "Oh, do you really think so ?" "I know it." "You are making fun of me.

If you had met me accidentally, would you have thought so ?" "Surely; my eyes are always open to the truth." "If I could meet such a man as you are I could love him--'with a dreaminess of eye not characteristic of this strong, pragmatic family.'" She broke away from him, but he caught her.

"If I were not related to you," he said, "I would be tempted to kiss you." "Oh, you'd be _tempted_ to kiss me, would you?
If you were not related to me I wouldn't let you, but as it is--there!" His blood tingled.

Her hair was falling about her shoulders.

For a moment it was a strife for him to believe that she was his sister.
"Beautiful," he said, running his fingers through her hair.