Good-night, my-" He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.

Gentle, soft dream, nestling in my arms now, you will fly, too, as your sisters have all fled before you: but kiss me before you go--embrace me, Jane.

You have rather the look of another world. I marvelled where you had got that sort of face.

One does not jump, and spring, and shout hurrah! at hearing one has got a fortune, one begins to consider responsibilities, and to ponder business; on a base of steady satisfaction rise certain grave cares, and we contain ourselves, and brood over our bliss with a solemn brow.

I stood lonely enough, but to that feeling of isolation I was accustomed: it did not oppress me much.

Reader, I married him.

I could not help it: the restlessness was in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes.