I'll tell you," said she, in the same hurried passionate whisper, "what real love it. It is blind devotion, unquestioning self-humiliation, utter submission, trust and belief against yourself and against the whole world, giving up your whole heart and soul to the smiter - as I did!

A modest ring at the bell at length allayed her fears, and Miss Benton, hurrying into her own room and shutting herself up, in order that she might preserve that appearance of being taken by surprise which is so essential to the polite reception of visitors, awaited their coming with a smiling countenance.

It is because I think so much of warm and sensitive hearts, that I would spare them from being wounded.

and, unlike the celebrated herd in the poem, they were not forty children conducting themselves as one, but every child was conducting itself like forty.

New thoughts and hopes were whirling through my mind, and all the colours of my life were changing.

Remember, to the last, that while there is life there is hope.

Every traveler has a home of his own, and he learns to appreciate it the more from his wandering.