She lifted it toward Mr.Carlyle.
"You treated me ill in showing signs of love, if you felt it not.

Why did you kiss me ?" "I kissed you as I might kiss a sister.

Or perhaps as a pretty girl; man likes to do so.

The close terms on which our families have lived, excused, if it did not justify, a degree of familiarity that might have been unseemly in--" "You need not tell me that," hotly interrupted Barbara.

"Had it been a stranger who had won my love and then thrown me from him, do you suppose I would have reproached him as I am now reproaching you?
No; I would have died, rather than that he should have suspected it.