"It all came very easily to you;--too easily perhaps." "If any girl had ever refused me, I should have taken her at her word, I can tell you.

There would have been no second 'hop' to that ball." "Then I suppose I was right to catch it the first time ?" "I don't say how that may be." "I was right.

Oh, dear me!--Suppose I had doubted, just for once, and you had gone off.

You would have tried once more;--wouldn't you ?" "You'd have gone about like a broken-winged old hen, and have softened me that way." "And now poor Arthur has had his wing broken." "You mustn't let on to know that it's broken, and the wing will be healed in due time.

But what fools girls are!" "Indeed they are, John;--particularly me." "Fancy a girl like Emily Wharton," said he, not condescending to notice her little joke, "throwing over a fellow like Arthur for a greasy, black foreigner." "A foreigner!" "Yes;--a man named Lopez.