Let me hide my face as I tell you.

I used to ask myself whether I was not really fairer than other women--I thought--I hoped! But you were so indifferent.

Wilfrid, how long, how long I have loved you! I was quite a young girl when I loved you first.

That, I said, shall be my husband, or I will never have one.

And I knew so little how to win your thought.