Adelaide Lyster could play upon her feelings and emotions skilfully as she played upon the chords of a piano.
"I was saying to Allan yesterday how sorry I am that he ever came to Miss Carleton's.

What do you think he said ?" "I cannot tell," replied Miss Arleigh, her beautiful young face flushing as she spoke.
"He said, ah! that he would rather love you unhappily than be blessed with the love of a queen; he would rather look upon your face once than gaze for years on the loveliest of all created women.

How he worships you! Are all men of genius destined to love unhappily, I wonder ?" "Is he so very unhappy ?" asked the young lady, sadly.
"Yes; I do not believe he knows what peace or rest is.

He never sleeps or enjoys himself as other people do." "Why not ?" asked the girl, to whom this flattery was most sweet and pleasant.
"His life is one long thought of you.

If you were poor, he would not mind; there would be some hope of winning you; he would not let any other barrier than riches stand before him--that is one that honorable men cannot climb." "I do not see it," said Miss Arleigh.
"Because you do not know the world.