"It is in relation to the will of your Aunt Gertrude, which has been the cause of some embarrassment to us both, and to you particularly, I fear." "Naturally," she assented, still smiling, however.
This was easy sailing.

Gresham walked over and took the chair nearest her.
"It is, of course, unnecessary to discuss the provisions made by your Aunt Gertrude," he stated.

"Even had such a will never been written, I am quite sure that the result would have been the same, and that to-day, after the long friendship which I have enjoyed with you, I should be asking you, as I am now, to become my wife," and taking her hand in his, he very gracefully kissed it.
Constance as gracefully drew it away.
"You have done your duty very nicely, Mr.Gresham," she said.

"It must have been as awkward for you to be compelled to make this proposal as it is for me to be compelled to refuse it.

It would be wicked for us to marry." "You are very harsh," he managed to protest.