I wished you to stop trifling with Grant Arkwright--or, rather, to stop his trifling with you.

Come, now, my dear, let me put an end to this engagement.

And you will marry Grant, and your future will be bright and assured." Margaret shook her head.

"I have promised," said she, and her expression would have thrilled Lucia.
Madam Bowker was singularly patient with this evidence of sentimentalism.

"That's fine and noble of you.