I think that I did make you realise it." Her eyes fell.

He seemed to have established some compelling power over her.

He had met her thoughts before they were uttered, and answered even her unspoken question.
"I wish you didn't make life so much like a kindergarten," she complained, with an almost pathetic smile at the corners of her lips.
"It is a very different place," he rejoined fervently, "that I desire to make of life for you.

Listen, please.

I have spoken to you first the formal words which make all things possible between us, and now, if I may, I let my heart speak.