While you were ill the sweetness of that Lady Yva and her wonderful qualities as a nurse overcame me.

I went to pieces all of a sudden.

I saw in her a realisation of every ideal I had ever entertained of perfect womanhood.

So to speak, my resolves of a lifetime melted like wax in the sun.

Notwithstanding her queer history and the marvels with which she is mixed up, I wished to marry her.