But he was young, not yet in business, and she knew the severity of your grandfather and his ambition for her.

At length the ship returned, and your mother returned in it.

Scarcely was she at home a month than your grandfather told me that he had a connection in view for his daughter, and wanted me to prepare her to receive the addresses of a gentleman a good deal older than she, but of the best family, and in every way a desirable husband.
He was himself getting old, he said, and it was necessary that his daughter should marry.

Your mother loved me dearly, as I did her.

Gentle soul, with her soft, dark, appealing eyes, with her flower-like fragility and womanly dependence.