I am sorry to have said so much.

I--I think I forgot it was to you I spoke." "Forgot!" exclaimed Lionel.

"Forgot what ?" She hesitated at the last sentence, and she now blushed vividly.
"I forgot for the moment that he was Sibylla's father," she simply said.
Again the scarlet rose in the face of Lionel.

Lucy leaned against the window-frame but a few paces from him, her large soft eyes, in their earnest sympathy, lifted to his.

He positively shrank from them.
"What's Sibylla to me ?" he asked.