Younger than I, she had the poise of a woman of thirty.

Who could she have been ?" "Describe her." "I wish I could; I hardly saw her face; it was her figure, her voice, her way of moving and holding herself.

I felt as small and quiet as a little mouse beside her.

Only I was happy and she was not.

That much I feel now that I recall her look in leaving." "Was she American or--or foreign ?" he asked, hiding his trouble, for a great fear had seized him.
"She had an English accent which added very much to her charm." "Forget her." For a moment his accent was almost fierce, then he laughed the matter off, assuring this bride of a month that she made him cross with her self-depreciation, that there was no one of finer mien and manner than herself, the chosen of his heart upon whom he always looked with pride.