Oh yes! fear not you will be my superior, dear; for in me honesty has to struggle against the habits of my art and life.

Be simple and sincere, and I shall love you, and bless the hour you shone upon my cold, artificial life.

Ah, Ernest!" said she, fixing on his eye her own, the fire of which melted into tenderness as she spoke, "be my friend.
Come between me and the temptations of an unprotected life--the recklessness of a vacant heart." He threw himself at her feet.

He called her an angel.

He told her he was unworthy of her, but that he would try and deserve her.