"I am deeply hurt to see you grieve," he said, "and I wish that I might say something to alleviate your troubles.

Is it anything that you can tell me about ?" "No, it is nothing of which I can say a word to any one," she answered.
"It is a trouble that I can share with no one, and least of all with a stranger." "Am I not more than a stranger to you ?" he asked.
"O yes, indeed," she said, and hastening to correct her former coldness, added: "You are a very dear, good friend, whom I value much more highly than I have given you reason to think." His face brightened wonderfully, but he adventured his way slowly.

"I am very glad that you esteem me what I have tried to show myself during our acquaintance." "You have indeed shown yourself a very true friend.

I could not ask for a better one." "Then will you not trust me with a share of your sorrows, that I may help you bear them ?" "No, no; you can not.

Nobody can do anything in this case but myself." "You do not know.