Well, leave him his dream, it pleases him and does no one any harm: It was the dream of his ancestors before him.

It has made fools of the house of Sellers for generations, and it made something of a fool of me, but took no deep root.

I am done with it now, and for good.
Forty-eight hours ago I was privately proud of being the daughter of a pinchbeck earl, and thought the proper mate for me must be a man of like degree; but to-day--oh, how grateful I am for your love which has healed my sick brain and restored my sanity!--I could make oath that no earl's son in all the world--" "Oh,--well, but--but--" "Why, you look like a person in a panic.

What is it?
What is the matter ?" "Matter?
Oh, nothing--nothing.

I was only going to say"-- but in his flurry nothing occurred to him to say, for a moment; then by a lucky inspiration he thought of something entirely sufficient for the occasion, and brought it out with eloquent force: "Oh, how beautiful you are! You take my breath away when you look like that." It was well conceived, well timed, and cordially delivered--and it got its reward.
"Let me see.