Loving Lance rose from his chair and kissed her.
"You would not like to lose that, my darling, would you ?" he said, "Excepting me, that is all you have in the world." They seemed to forget all about me; she clung to him, and he kissed her face until I thought he would never give over.
"How lovely you were when I found you, Frances," he said.

"Do you remember the evening--you were bending over the crysanthemums ?" "I shall forget my own life and my own soul before I forget that," she replied.
And I said to myself: "Even if my suspicion be perfectly true, have I any right to mar such love as that ?" I noticed that during all the conversation about the locket, she never once looked at me.
We went to Vale Royal, and there never was man so bewildered as I.Lance proposed that we should go visiting with Mrs.Fleming.
"Get your purse ready, John," he said--"this visit will require a small fortune." "I find the poor value kind words as much as money," said the beautiful woman.
"Then they must be very disinterested," he said, laughingly--"I should prefer money." "You are only jesting," she said.
It was a pretty sight to see her go into those poor, little, dirty houses.

There was no pride, no patronage, no condescension--she was simply sweetly natural; she listened to their complaints, gave them comfort and relieved their wants.

As I watched her I could not help thinking to myself that if I were a fashionable or titled lady, this would be my favorite relaxation--visiting and relieving the poor.

I never saw so much happiness purchased by a few pounds.