I met Mr.Fitzgerald once on horseback, while I was visiting at Mr.Welby's plantation; but I never fairly saw him until to-day.

He is so very handsome, that, when I looked at him, I could not but think it rather remarkable he did not gain a bad power over you by his insinuating flattery, when you were so very young and inexperienced." The guileless little damsel looked up with an expression of surprise, and said: "How _could_ I bear to have him make love to _me_, when he was Rosa's husband?
He is so handsome and fascinating, that, if he had loved me instead of Rosa, in the beginning, I dare say I should have been as much in love with him as she was.

I did dearly love him while he was a kind brother; but I couldn't love him _so_.

It would have killed Rosa if I had.

Besides, he told falsehoods; and papa taught us to consider that as the meanest of faults.