I crave your pardon, dearest--but don't call me Mr.Huntingdon; my name is Arthur.' 'I'll call you nothing--for I'll have nothing at all to do with you if you talk in that way any more.

If you really mean to deceive my aunt as you say, you are very wicked; and if not, you are very wrong to jest on such a subject.' 'I stand corrected,' said he, concluding his laugh with a sorrowful sigh.
'Now,' resumed he, after a momentary pause, 'let us talk about something else.

And come nearer to me, Helen, and take my arm; and then I'll let you alone.

I can't be quiet while I see you walking there.' I complied; but said we must soon return to the house.
'No one will be down to breakfast yet, for long enough,' he answered.
'You spoke of your guardians just now, Helen, but is not your father still living ?' 'Yes, but I always look upon my uncle and aunt as my guardians, for they are so in deed, though not in name.

My father has entirely given me up to their care.