"What!" said he, putting down his tea-cup and looking up into her face; "What! not marry John Grey!" "No, papa; I know how strange you must think it." "And you say that there has been no quarrel." "No;--there has been no quarrel.

By degrees I have learned to feel that I should not make him happy as his wife." "It's d----d nonsense," said Mr Vavasor.

Now such an expression as this from him, addressed to his daughter, showed that he was very deeply moved.
"Oh, papa! don't talk to me in that way." "But it is.

I never heard such trash in my life.

If he comes to me I shall tell him so.