Mr.Semple had never displayed any such fire.

He aroused a force of feeling in her which had not previously been there.

She was afraid of it and ashamed.
"Will you marry me in a month ?" he asked, cheerfully, when she paused.
"You know I won't!" she exclaimed, nervously.

"The idea! Why do you ask ?" "What difference does it make?
We're going to get married eventually." He was thinking how attractive he could make her look in other surroundings.

Neither she nor his family knew how to live.
"Well, not in a month.