And sometimes when I am tired she will tell me the history of each, and whether he was dark or fair.

Or make it all up just as good when she forgets.

But, oh, William, if I were a lady I should fall in love with nobody but you.

For you are so handsome--yes, nearly as handsome as I am myself--( she passed her hands lightly through her curls as she spoke).

And you know I shall marry no one but a Douglas--only you must not ask me to wed my cousin William of Avondale, for he is so stern and solemn; besides, he has always a book in his pocket, and wishes me to learn somewhat out of it as if I were a monk.