No matter whether it's owing to your good looks or not, I like you and I want to serve you.

Lizzie, come under my direction.

Don't fling yourself away, my girl, but be persuaded into being respectable and happy.' In the sound good feeling and good sense of her entreaty, Miss Abbey had softened into a soothing tone, and had even drawn her arm round the girl's waist.

But, she only replied, 'Thank you, thank you! I can't.

I won't.