'Surely you forget how short a time we have known each other.' 'An age.

All my life before the day I saw you is a dead, dull blank as compared with the magical hours I have spent with you.' 'I do not even know who and what you are.' 'First, I am a gentleman, or I should not be your brother's friend.

A poor gentleman, if you like, with only my own right arm to hew my pathway through the wood of life to the temple of fortune; but trust me, only trust me, Lesbia, and I will so hew my path as to reach that temple.

Look at me, love.

Do I look like a man born to fail ?' She looked up at him shyly, with eyes that were dim with tears.