There was no mistaking now her smile.

It was all tenderness, and her eyes were shining.

"Ned, there is only one thing to be done." He looked down at her who was only a little less tall than himself, and the colour faded from his own face now.
"You haven't understood me after all," he said.

"I was afraid you would not.

I have no clear gift of words, and if I had, I am trying to say something that would overtax any gift." "On the contrary, Ned, I understand you perfectly.