I'm not quite such a piece of blubber as not to be capable of constancy, though I may have been a rover until now; but when I see a girl walk right away from me, and refuse to wait for me to go home with her, and go straight off to another man, never mind if he was my father, instead of my brother, I don't mean to break my heart about her.
Besides, I'm disappointed in her, and that's the truth.

I thought she was as modest as the moon; but I never saw the moon walk out of her straight path to go after another planet, and no girl that I have anything to say to, shall go after another man.

So you're welcome to her, though I'll say this, that I never saw the woman yet I loved so well, and believe she's as good as gold, as pure as that same moon, but as cold as ice itself; at least, so I've found her, perhaps you've a warmer experience.' As soon as Owen paused in his rapid speech, Rowland paused in his walk, and putting his hand on Owen's shoulder, said,-- 'This is a misapprehension, my dear Owen; you and I are thinking of a different person.' 'I am thinking of Gladys,' said Owen bluntly, 'and repeat that I love you both too well to come between you and happiness.' 'I am sure of that, Owen, you have no selfishness about you; but I do not love Gladys.

I never thought of her except as a beautiful and superior girl, thrown by Providence amongst us, and to be treated with kindness and consideration.

I only hope my manner to her has never indicated anything else.' 'Do you mean what you say ?' said Owen, jumping up from his chair, and cutting a caper, 'then shake hands, and tell me you forgive me for being so hasty.' They shook hands heartily, and Rowland said,-- 'Thank you, Owen, you have done me good; now go away, and I will write my sermon.' 'Not before I know what is the matter with you, and why Gladys went across on purpose to walk home with you.' After much hesitation, and some pressing on the part of Owen, Rowland told his brother what had passed between him and Miss Gwynne.