Only a few yards behind the maid was walking.
"Mr.Andrew," she said, "it was you whom I meant.

Won't you say something nice to me for my own sake ?" They were nearing the Hall now, and it seemed natural enough that he should hold her hand for a minute in his.
"I will tell you," he said quietly, "that your coming has been a pleasure, and your going will be a pain, and I will tell you that you have left an empty place that no one else can fill.

You have made what our people here call the witch music upon the marshes for me, so that I shall never walk here again as long as I live without hearing it and thinking of you." "Is that all ?" she whispered.
He pretended not to hear her.
"I am nearly double your age," he said, "and I have lived an idle, perhaps a worthless, life.

I have done no harm.

My talents, if I have any, have certainly been buried.