A very respectable attorney wished to have her, and I even prayed her to accept his offer; and the only unkind glance I ever got from her eye, was when she heard me make a request that she told me sounded impiously almost to her ears.

She would be a sailor's wife or die a maid." "The girl has unfortunately got some romantic notions concerning the profession, Clinch, and they are ever the hardest to be convinced of what is for their own good." "Jane Weston! Not she, sir.

There is not as much romance about her as in the fly-leaves of a prayer-book.

She is all _heart_, poor Jane; and how I came to get such a hold of it, Captain Cuffe, is a great mystery to myself.

I certainly do not _deserve_ half her affection, and I now begin to despair of ever being able to repay her for it." Clinch was still a handsome man, though exposure and his habits had made some inroads on a countenance that by nature was frank, open, and prepossessing.