His father and her uncle--one being the Vicar of the parish, and the other a Methodist preacher--hated each other with a deadly hatred--but you are looking pale," he said anxiously.

"What is it?
Am I saying anything to disturb you ?" "Oh, yes! but go on.

Tell me about this Cardo Wynne." "Well, it's a sad story.

They were married; I married them without the knowledge of the two opinionated old men--I hope I sha'n't fall too low in your estimation, Miss Powell." "Oh! no, no! go on, please.

Every word you say is like water to a thirsty man.