I had forgotten that he was associated with the narration, or I should have been silent.
"This youthful knight, and the hero of commencement day are one, then," observed Ernest.

"He is a fortunate youth, with the myrtle and the laurel both entwining his brows; you must be proud of your champion." "I am _grateful_ to him," I replied, resolved to make a bold effort to remove the impression I knew he had received.

Mrs.Linwood was not present, or I could not have spoken as I did.

"He defended me because he thought I was oppressed; he befriended me because my friends were few.
He has the generous spirit of chivalry which cannot see wrong without seeking to redress it, or suffering without wishing to relieve it.

I am under unspeakable obligations to him, for he it was who spoke kindly of the obscure little girl to your mother and sister, and obtained for me the priceless blessing of their love." "I dare say _they_ feel very grateful to him, likewise," said he, in a tone of genuine feeling.