I did not like this persevering scrutiny, for I was sure it would attract the attention of others, and then draw it on myself.

He had grown taller, Richard Clyde had, since I had seen him, his countenance was more manly, his manner more polished.

He had been with us the evening before, but the room was crowded with company, and I was careful not to give him a moment's opportunity of speaking to me alone.

But I read too well in his sincere and earnest eyes, that time had wrought no change in the fervor of his feelings, or the constancy of his attachment.
Mrs.Linwood, though surrounded by friends of the most distinguished character, honored him by signal marks of attention.

I was proud of him as a friend.