I am poor and lowly and all unworthy of you; but if great love may weigh down such defects, then mine may do it.

Give me but one word of hope to take to the wars with me--but one.

Ah, you shrink, you shudder! My wild words have frightened you." Twice she opened her lips, and twice no sound came from them.

At last she spoke in a hard and measured voice, as one who dare not trust herself to speak too freely.
"This is over sudden," she said; "it is not so long since the world was nothing to you.

You have changed once; perchance you may change again." "Cruel!" he cried, "who hath changed me ?" "And then your brother," she continued with a little laugh, disregarding his question.