Hugh and Alice! Oh, if that could be.
"Why do you look at me ?" Alice asked, as Adah sat drinking in the dazzling beauty which she wished might one day shine for Hugh.
"I am thinking how beautiful you are, and wondering if you ever loved any one; did you ?" "Not like you," Alice answered frankly.

"When a little girl of thirteen I owed my life to a youth with many characteristics like Hugh Worthington.

I liked him, and wanted so much to find him, but could not.
Then I grew to womanhood, and another crossed my path, well skilled in finding every avenue to a maiden's heart.

I did not love him.

I am glad that I did not, for he was unworthy of my love; but I fancied him a while, and my heart did ache a little when mother on her deathbed talked to me against him.