"So you've never got over it, Miss Sylvia?
Your feelings is still the same--after five years ?" "Still the same," said Sylvia.

There was a momentary challenge in her bright eyes, but it passed.

"It couldn't be any different," she said softly.

"No one else could ever come anywhere near him." Jeffcott sighed aloud.

"I know he were a nice young gentleman," he conceded.