She is impulsive, given to idealisation, and hopelessly illogical." The minister moved uneasily in his chair.
"I have reasoned out her present relation to me," the young man went on, "and, the more you reduce it to the usual formulae, the more illogical it becomes.

Clarrie could possibly describe me, but define me--never.

What is our prospect of happiness in these circumstances ?" "But love--" began Mr.Eassie.
"Love!" exclaimed Andrew.

"Is there such a thing?
Reduce it to syllogistic form, and how does it look in Barbara ?" For the moment there was almost some expression in his face, and he suffered from a determination of words to the mouth.
"Love and logic," Mr.Eassie interposed, "are hardly kindred studies." "Is love a study at all ?" asked Andrew, bitterly.

"It is but the trail of idleness.