Charlotte was a little dull also; for Steve had found it impossible to get down the mountain during the storm, and she missed him, and was constantly inclined to fall into short silences.
After one of them, she raised her eyes to Harry's face, and was shocked by its expression.

"Harry," she said, leaning forward to take his hand, "I am sure you are in trouble.

What is it ?" "If I durst tell you, Charlotte!" "Whatever you have dared to do, you may dare to tell me, Harry, I think." "I have got married." "Well, where is the harm?
Is it to the lady whose picture you showed me ?" "Yes.

I told you she was poor." "It is a great pity she is poor.

I am afraid we are getting poor too.
Father was saying last week that he had been talking with Squire Beverley.