He only sighed heavily, and said, 'I have never told you anything, Ursula, have I ?' but his manner testified no displeasure.

He would never have spoken a word to me of his own accord, and yet my sympathy would be a relief to him.

I knew Max's nature so well: he was a shy, reticent man; he could not speak easily of his own feelings unless the ice were broken for him.
'Max,' I pleaded, and the tears came into my eyes, 'if my dear mother were living you would have told her all without reserve.' 'I should not have needed to tell her: she would have guessed it, Ursula.
Poor Emmie! I never could keep anything from her.

I have often told you you are like her: you reminded me of her this afternoon.' 'Then you must make me your _confidante_ in her stead.

Do not refuse me again, Max: I have asked this before.