O Marian, my love, I have never ventured to speak to you about your future--the days that must come when I am dead and gone; and you can never know how many anxious hours I have spent thinking of it.

Such a marriage as this would secure you happiness and prosperity in the years to come." She clung about him fondly, telling him she cared little what might become of her life when he should be lost to her.

_That_ grief must needs be the crowning sorrow of her existence; and it would matter nothing to her what might come afterwards.
"But my dear love, 'afterwards' will make the greater part of your life.
We must consider these things seriously, Marian.

A good man's affection is not to be thrown away rashly.

You have known Mr.Fenton a very short time; and perhaps it is only natural you should think of him with comparative indifference." "I did not say I was indifferent to him, uncle George; only that I do not love him as he seems to love me.