I now ran to meet him.
"There!" he exclaimed, as he stretched out his hand and bent from the saddle: "You can't do without me, that is evident.

Step on my boot-toe; give me both hands: mount!" I obeyed: joy made me agile: I sprang up before him.

A hearty kissing I got for a welcome, and some boastful triumph, which I swallowed as well as I could.

He checked himself in his exultation to demand, "But is there anything the matter, Janet, that you come to meet me at such an hour?
Is there anything wrong ?" "No, but I thought you would never come.

I could not bear to wait in the house for you, especially with this rain and wind." "Rain and wind, indeed! Yes, you are dripping like a mermaid; pull my cloak round you: but I think you are feverish, Jane: both your cheek and hand are burning hot.