And perhaps he lost nothing, for she would have had that whether or no.
So this day was another era in their love.

Girls after a time are not content to see they are beloved; they must hear it too; and now Walter had spoken out like a man, and Mary had replied like a woman.

They were happy, and walked hand in hand purring to one another, instead of sparring any more.
On his return home Walter found Julia marching swiftly and haughtily up and down upon the terrace of Clifford Hall, and he could not help admiring the haughty magnificence of her walk.

The reason soon appeared.
She was in a passion.

She was always tall, but now she seemed lofty, and to combine the supple panther with the erect peacock in her ireful march.
Such a fine woman as Julia really awes a man with her carriage at such a time.