I was conscious of only two things--that I loved him, and that he was unworthy the love of any woman.
"During dinner he made two or three observations to me.

But I bowed and said nothing.

I think I was morally stunned, and the whole scene seemed to me to be unreal.

After a few days he made a formal offer of his hand to Mary Burt.

Poor child! Poor child! She trembled, hesitated, fluttered, delayed.