Oh, Florence, Florence, I do not think you can understand how completely I am beyond myself with joy.

I cannot dance again, and will not.

Oh, my wife, my wife!" "Hush!" said Florence, afraid that the very walls might hear the sound of Harry's words.
"What does it signify though all the world knew it ?" "Oh yes." "That I should have been so fortunate! That is what I cannot understand.
Poor Mountjoy! I do feel for him.

That he should have had the start of me so long, and have done nothing!" "Nothing," whispered Florence.
"And I have done everything.

I am so proud of myself that I think I must look almost like a hero." They had now got to the extremity of the room near an open window, and Florence found that she was able to say one word.