I doubt if these bewitching women who enchant all the world know what it is to feel deeply.

Happiness is a habit with this girl.

Valentine's attentions were very pleasant to her.

The pretty little romance was very agreeable while it lasted; but at the first interruption of the story she shuts the book, and thinks of it no more.

O, if my Creator had made _me_ like that! If I could forget the days we spent together, and the dream I dreamt!" That never-to-be-forgotten vision came back to Diana Paget as she sat at her work; and for a few minutes the clicking sound of the beads ceased, while she waited with clasped hands until the shadows should have passed before her eyes.