Selfishness in him she loves does not chill, but augments, a woman's affection.

Cornelia, already inclined to allow her companion every thing, would have seen nothing unbecoming in his being of the same mind himself.

He could scarcely value himself so high as she.
Meanwhile Professor Valeyon, having won his game of backgammon, hunted up his hat, made his adieux, and went to the shed for his wagon.

He perceived a figure apparently busy in buckling Dolly between the shafts, and, supposing it to be the ostler, called to him to know whether every thing was ready.
"All serene, Profess'r Valeyon," responded the voice of Mr.Reynolds, as he led Dolly--who seemed rather restive--out into the yard.

"Here you are, all fixed! I done it for you, in style.