"How blessings brighten as they take their flight!" and jealousy is infallible to bring dilatory lovers to the point.

No question of the right or wrong of the matter troubled the second Miss Danton's easy conscience.
On the whole, everything was in favour of M.La Touche's speaking to papa.

Rose resolved he should speak, took off her considering cap, and went to bed.
M.La Touche was not kept long in suspense next day; he got his answer before breakfast.

The morning was sunny and mild, but the snow lay piled high on all sides; and Rose, running down stairs some ten minutes before breakfast-time, found her lover in the open hall door, watching the snowbirds and smoking a cigar.

Rose went up to him with very pretty shyness, and the young man flung away his cigar, and looked at her anxiously.
"What a lovely morning," said Rose; "what splendid sleighing we will have." "I'm not going to talk of sleighing," said M.La Touche, resolutely.
"You promised me an answer this morning.