"Maybe I ought not to have spoken so, but it did seem to me you couldn't care as _much_-- It does seem to me I couldn't settle down and be so calm if I was in your place, and all ready to be married to anybody.

I should want to do something." "I should, if there was anything to do," said Charlotte.

She stopped dusting and leaned against the wall, reflecting.

"I wish it was a real mountain to move," said she; "I'd do it." "I'd go right down in the field where he is ploughing, and I'd make him say he'd come to see me to-night." "I called him back last night--you heard me," said Charlotte, with slow bitterness.

Her square delicate chin dipped into the muslin folds of her neckerchief; she looked steadily at the floor and bent her brow.
"I'd call him again." "You would, would you ?" cried Charlotte, straightening herself.