She was told that she had all his heart,--and she believed it.

She was told that she need not be jealous of the proper young lady, and she believed that too.

He sent her a thousand kisses; and she, thinking that he might have kissed the paper, pressed it to her lips.

At any rate his hand had rested on it.
She would have been quite willing to shew to her mother all these expressions of her lover's love; but she felt that it would not be fair to him to expose his allusions to the "beastliness" at the stations.

He might say what he liked to her; but she understood that she was not at liberty to shew to others words which had been addressed to her in the freedom of perfect intimacy.
"Does he say anything of the old man ?" asked Mrs.O'Hara.
"He says that his uncle is better." "Threatened folks live long.