It was very small and pretty though;" this is the short and pathetic history of most ladies' watches.
"I'd like you to take something of mine with you that you can see and hear and touch: will you keep this watch ?" asked he, fixing his eyes upon her.

There was no time to deliberate; there was nothing she would like so much; she snatched it up without a word and stuck it into her belt.
"Good-by!" said she, holding out her hand.

Bressant took it, not without difficulty.
"I wish you were going to stay," said he, gloomily, "I should be more happy to have you here, than ashamed to need your help." Cornelia's eyes fell, and there was a tremulousness on her lips that might mean either smiles or tears.

"You'll be glad to see me when I come back, then, and you are well ?" "You'll be like a beautiful morning when you come," returned he, with a touch of that picturesqueness that sounded so quaintly coming from him.
All this time he had retained her hand, and now, looking her in the eyes, he drew it with painful effort toward his lips.

Cornelia's heart beat so she could scarcely stand, and her mind was in a confusion, but she did not withdraw her hand.