"I wonder if you are he ?" "I think I am," he said, but doubtfully.

"Please pardon my amazement.
Perhaps I'm dreaming.

At any rate, I'm dazed." "We were in the convent together for two years.

Now that I observe you closely, you _do_ resemble her.

We were very good friends, she and I." "Then you'll intercede for me ?" he urged, with a fervent glance in the direction of the wall.
She smiled joyously.