I am not yet sure what decision I shall come to." "Decision! Why, Jane, there is only one decision possible." "You are taking advantage of me, John.

I will not talk more with you this morning." "Then good morning." He spoke curtly and went away with the words.

Love and anger strove in his heart, but before he reached his horse, he ran rapidly back.

He found Jane still standing in the empty breakfast-room; her hands were listlessly dropped and she was lost in an unhappy reverie.
"Jane," he cried, "forgive me.

You gave me a breakfast in Paradise this morning.