But let us spare the sacraments, and the altar, and such trifles." "I am not half so wicked as you think," said Grace.

Then she wrote "Uncle" on his brow, and so settled that matter.
Mr.Coventry came down about noon, and resumed his courtship.

He was very tender, spoke of the perils they had endured together as an additional tie, and pressed his suit with ardor.
But he found a great change in the lady.
Yesterday, on Cairnhope Peak, she was passive, but soft and complying.
To-day she was polite, but cool, and as slippery as an eel.

There was no pinning her.
And, at last, she said, "The fact is I'm thinking of our great preservation, and more inclined to pray than flirt, for once." "And so am I," said the man of tact; "but what I offer is a sacred and life-long affection." "Oh, of course." "A few hours ago you did me the honor to listen to me.

You even hinted I might speak to your father." "No, no.