Can I hope that she will ever return my love ?" "How am I to answer you ?" "With the truth.

Only with the truth." "I should say that she thinks that you have forgotten it." "Forgotten it! No, Miss Burton; she cannot think that.

Do you believe that men or women can forget such things as that?
Can you ever forget her brother?
Do you think people ever forget when they have loved?
No, I have not forgotten her.

I have not forgotten that walk which we had down this lane together.

There are things which men never forget." Then he paused for an answer.
Florence was by nature steady and self-collected, and she at once felt that she was bound to be wary before she gave him any answer.