You must have the first and best of a woman's heart.

You must have 'The True Romance.' "That, Piers, will always be the wish and prayer of "Your loving friend, "AVERY." Piers' hands were steady enough now.

There was something slow and fatalistic in the way they folded the letter.

He looked up from it at length with dark eyes that gazed unwaveringly before him, as though they saw a vision.
"You will be late, _Monsieur Pierre_," suggested Victor softly at his elbow.
"What ?" Piers turned those dreaming eyes upon him, and suddenly he laughed and stretched his arms wide as one awaking.

The steadfast look went out of his eyes; they danced with gaiety.