I loved him very much--more than I could trust myself to say--more than words had power to express.
"Ask something more," he said presently; "it is my delight to be entreated, and to yield." I was again ready with my request.

"Communicate your intentions to Mrs.
Fairfax, sir: she saw me with you last night in the hall, and she was shocked.

Give her some explanation before I see her again.

It pains me to be misjudged by so good a woman." "Go to your room, and put on your bonnet," he replied.

"I mean you to accompany me to Millcote this morning; and while you prepare for the drive, I will enlighten the old lady's understanding.