I know you mean kindly--you are a good, generous man.

But do remember how completely a girl, in my position, is at the mercy of appearances.

You, traveling in the same carriage with me! and that woman putting her own vile interpretation on it, and degrading me in Sir Jervis Redwood's estimation, on the day when I enter his house! Oh, it's worse than thoughtless--it's madness, downright madness." "You are quite right," Alban gravely agreed, "it _is_ madness.

I lost whatever little reason I once possessed, Miss Emily, on the day when I first met you out walking with the young ladies of the school." Emily turned away in significant silence.

Alban followed her.
"You promised just now," he said, "never to think unjustly of me again.
I respect and admire you far too sincerely to take a base advantage of this occasion--the only occasion on which I have been permitted to speak with you alone.