And you are to devote yourself to Peter, and not to be torn with self-reproach.

If we act sensibly, and don't precipitate matters, nobody need have a grievance, and Peter and I will be the best of friends in the future, I hope.

There is little use in having grown-up wits if we snatch our happiness at the expense of other people's feelings, as young folk so often do." The twinkle in his bright eyes, and the kindly humour of his smile, restored her shaken self-confidence.
"Oh, John, no one else could ever understand--as you understand.

If only Peter--" "Peter is a boy," said John, "dreaming as a boy dreams, resolving as a boy resolves; and his dreams and his resolutions are as light as thistledown: the first breath of a new fancy, or a fresh interest, will blow them away.

I put my faith in the future, in the near future.
Time works wonders." He stooped and kissed her hands, one after the other, with a possessive tenderness that told her better than words, that he had not resigned his claims.
"Now I'll go and offer my congratulations to the hero of the day," said John.