"Now, madam, I have a word of advice which you are at liberty to take or not.

Your daughter seems to be in a dangerously nervous state.

I will tell you plainly where we found her.

It seems that Mr.Allen and Miss Fletcher have fallen in love with each other, and have come to an understanding.

We happened upon them, sitting together very properly, as lovers should, in the apple orchard back of Mr.Whitman's, and your daughter stood there watching them.