Then you really admire the little woman, Gilbert ?" "Very much; as much as I have ever admired any woman except Marian Nowell." "Ah, your Marian is a star, single and alone in her brightness, like that planet up yonder! But Adela Branston is a good little soul, and will make a charming wife.

Gilbert, I wish to heaven you would fall in love with her!" Gilbert Fenton stared aghast at his companion, as he tossed the end of his cigar into the gutter.
"Why, John, you must be mad to say such a thing." "No, it is by no means a mad notion.

I want to see you cured, Gilbert.

I do like you, dear boy, you know, as much as it is possible for a selfish worthless fellow like me to like any man.

I would give a great deal to see you happy; and I am sure that you might be so as Adela Branston's husband.