He spoke wistfully of a sudden leaving, a breaking of old ties, a flight into a strange world, ending in this dreary valley, and Ettie listened, her dark eyes gleaming with pity and with sympathy - those two qualities which may turn so rapidly and so naturally to love.
Arthur Conan DoyleI am not a very good man, Effie, but I think that I am a better one than you have given me credit for being.
Arthur Conan Doyle