I do not know how he manages to make me feel so." "In the same way that he conveys to me the impression that I shall never be squire of Sandal-Side.

He has doomed me to death in his own mind; and I believe if I had to live with him, I should feel constrained to go and shoot myself." "I would come home, and get married, Harry.

There will be room enough and welcome enough for your wife in Seat-Sandal, especially if she be Emily." "She will not be Emily; for I love some one else far away better,--millions of times better than I love Emily." "I am so glad, Harry.

Have you told father ?" "Not yet.

I do not think he will be glad, Charlotte." "But why ?" "There are many reasons." "Such as ?" "She is poor." "Oh! that is bad, Harry; because I know that we are not rich.