What would you advise ?--as a friend, tell me candidly, Mr Forster." "I am indeed proud that you allow me that title.

It is all that I ever dare hope for; but Isabel (I beg your pardon, Miss Revel, I should have said)--" "Nay, nay, I am not displeased.

Why not Isabel?
We have known one another long enough; and, deserted as I feel, a kind word now--" Isabel covered her face with her hand.

Newton, who was standing by her, was overcome by the intensity of his feelings; gradually they approached nearer, until by, I suppose, the same principle which holds the universe together--the attraction of cohesion--Newton's arm encircled the waist of Isabel, and she sobbed upon his shoulder.

It was with difficulty that Newton refrained from pouring out his soul, and expressing the ardent love which he had so long felt for her; but it was taking advantage of her situation.