I knew your young, imaginative heart would find its ideal in him, and that his fastidious taste and sensitive, reserved nature would be charmed by your simplicity, freshness, and genius.

I knew it, and yet I could not warn you.

For when did youth ever believe the cautions of age, or passion listen to the voice of truth ?" "Warn _me_, madam?
Oh, you mean him, not _me_.

I never had the presumption to think myself his equal; never sought, never aspired to his love.

You believe me, Mrs.Linwood--tell me, you believe me in this ?" "I do, Gabriella.