If he only now saw into the girl's true character, revealed by the awakening of her emotions, how nobly was his ardour justified! All but despising himself for loving her, he had instinctively chosen the one woman whose heart and mind could inspire him to a life above his own.

'I should think it a dream,' he answered, 'if I didn't hear it from your lips.' 'But it is so easy! We keep all the best things, and throw off only the worthless--the things that waste time and hurt the mind.

No crowded rooms, no wearying artificial talk, no worry with a swarm of servants, no dressing and fussing.

The whole day to one's self, for work and pleasure.

A small house--just large enough for order and quietness, and to keep a room for the friend who comes.