Yes, if you put your clever little questions, with those lovely eyes and with that gentle voice, I know what will happen.

You will deprive me of the last and best of all my possessions.

Have I deserved to be treated in that way, and by you, my charming friend ?--by you, of all people in the world?
Oh, fie! fie!" He paused and looked at me as before--the picture of artless entreaty, with his head a little on one side.

I made another attempt to speak of the matter in dispute between us, from my own point of view.

Major Fitz-David instantly threw himself prostrate on my mercy more innocently than ever.
"Ask of me anything else in the wide world," he said; "but don't ask me to be false to my friend.