The nobler judgment that now expands all my reasonings, approves and seconds my heart.

No, no; do not smile so sarcastically.
This is not the voice of a blind and egotistical passion.

Let me explain myself if I can.

I concede to you that Lilian's character is undeveloped; I concede to you, that amidst the childlike freshness and innocence of her nature, there is at times a strangeness, a mystery, which I have not yet traced to its cause.

But I am certain that the intellect is organically as sound as the heart, and that intellect and heart will ultimately--if under happy auspices--blend in that felicitous union which constitutes the perfection of woman.