Now the rock had been stricken, and the living waters gushed forth abundantly.

Not that in Norfolk, and even in the remote part of the county where his life had been passed, female beauty was rare.
Nowhere, indeed, is the flower of loveliness more thickly sown than in that favoured part of our isle.

But all such young damsels as he had beheld had failed to move him; and if any shaft had been aimed at his breast it had fallen wide of the mark.

Jocelyn Mounchensey was not one of those highly susceptible natures--quick to receive an impression, quicker to lose it.

Neither would he have been readily caught by the lures spread for youth by the designing of the sex.