A young gentleman was walking at her side, and reading to her from a paper he held in his hand.

Both looked deeply interested,--so much so that Clement felt half ashamed of himself for intruding upon them so abruptly.
But lovers are lovers, and Clement could not help joining them.
The first thing, of course, was the utterance of two simultaneous exclamations, "Why, Clement!" "Why, Susan!" What might have come next in the programme, but for the presence of a third party, is matter of conjecture; but what did come next was a mighty awkward look on the part of Susan Posey, and the following short speech: "Mr.Lindsay, let me introduce Mr.Hopkins, my friend, the poet I 've written to you about.
He was just reading two of his poems to me.

Some other time, Gifted--Mr.
Hopkins." "Oh no, Mr.Hopkins,--pray go on," said Clement.

"I 'm very fond of poetry." The poet did not require much urging, and began at once reciting over again the stanzas which were afterwards so much admired in the "Banner and Oracle,"-- the first verse being, as the readers of that paper will remember, "She moves in splendor, like the ray That flashes from unclouded skies, And all the charms of night and day Are mingled in her hair and eyes." Clement, who must have been in an agony of impatience to be alone with his beloved, commanded his feelings admirably.

He signified his approbation of the poem by saying that the lines were smooth and the rhymes absolutely without blemish.