My love was not all gone yet, and I began to think that I had been to blame.

She had always been indulged, and I ought to have kept up the system a little longer, and let her down more gradually.

I thought of her as I first saw her in the glory of her youthful beauty on the Calais boat, and softened my heart till I began to long for a reconciliation.

Really I could not see where I had done any thing out of the way.

I was awfully fond of her at first, and would have remained so if she had let me; but, you perceive, her style was not exactly the kind which is best adapted to keep a man at a woman's feet.