"I think he must have been an officer.
He was very distinguished looking.

Perhaps you noticed him--a gentleman on the outside, very handsome, with a brown overcoat." I shook my head, with all my flush of joy changed to foolish resentment.
"Ah! well, I shall never see him again.

Here are all the green braes and the brown winding road just the same as ever.

And you, Jack, I don't see any great change in you either.

I hope your manners are better than they used to be.