"You heard him swear that he was in earnest." "Yes," said Erskine, trembling, "and I thought he meant in earnest in loving you.

You can hardly blame me for that: I was in love myself; and love is blind and jealous.

I never hoped again until he told me that he was to be married to Miss Wylie.

May I speak to you, now that I know I was mistaken, or that you have changed your mind ?" "Or that he has changed his mind," said Gertrude scornfully.
Erskine, with a new anxiety for her sake, checked himself.

Her dignity was dear to him, and he saw that her disappointment had made her reckless of it.