Together they watched them burn.
"I ought to have burnt them yesterday," he said remorsefully.
"I am glad you did not.

I am so thankful to see you again, and that these foolish letters brought you.

I have often longed to have a talk with you.
"It seems unreasonable," continued Magdalen, her clear eyes meeting his, "but the fact of your asking me to marry you makes it possible for me to tell you what I have long wished to tell you.

I have often thought of writing it.

I did write it once, but I tore it up.