So you recommend him to be nice with her, you know.

The suggestion will come best from you." "Do I understand," asked the old man, "that I am to suggest to my son to make a--a profession of--of affection to Madame Munster ?" "Yes, yes--a profession!" cried Felix sympathetically.
"But, as I understand it, Madame Munster is a married woman." "Ah," said Felix, smiling, "of course she can't marry him.

But she will do what she can." Mr.Wentworth sat for some time with his eyes on the floor; at last he got up.

"I don't think," he said, "that I can undertake to recommend my son any such course." And without meeting Felix's surprised glance he broke off his sitting, which was not resumed for a fortnight.
Felix was very fond of the little lake which occupied so many of Mr.
Wentworth's numerous acres, and of a remarkable pine grove which lay upon the further side of it, planted upon a steep embankment and haunted by the summer breeze.

The murmur of the air in the far off tree-tops had a strange distinctness; it was almost articulate.