He seemed to force her to a sight of her own pettiness, as is always the case when love is not fully returned.

She made an impatient motion with the shoulder next Granville, and walked faster.
"You said you were going to Miss Lennox's," he remarked, anxiously, feeling that in some way he had displeased her.
"Yes, to carry her some sweet-peas." "She must have been real good-looking when she was young," Granville said, injudiciously.
"When she was young," retorted Ellen, angrily.

"She is beautiful now.

There is not another woman in Rowe as beautiful as she is." "Well, she is good-looking enough," agreed Granville, with unreasoning jealousy.

He had not heard of Ellen's good fortune.