"I thought you were in love with me, and that the truth would be too severe a blow to you.

Ha! ha! And, for the same reason, you generously forbore to tell me that you were no more in love with me than with the man in the moon.

Each played a farce, and palmed it off on the other as a tragedy." "There are some things so unmanly, so unkind, and so cruel," said Agatha, "that I cannot understand any gentleman saying them to a girl.
Please do not speak to me again.

Miss Ward! Come to me for a moment.
I--I am not well." Ward hurried to her side.

Smilash, after staring at her for a moment in astonishment, and in some concern, skimmed away into the crowd.