My rest might have been blissful enough, only a sad heart broke it.

“My sister Emily loved the moors. Flowers brighter than the rose bloomed in the …”

“I knew,” he continued, “you would do me good in some way, at some time;—I saw i…”

“I am not talking to you now through the medium of custom, conventionalities, no…”

“Absolutely, sir! Oh, you need not be jealous! I wanted to tease you a little to…”