Why could not you allow me--and yourself, too--the satisfaction of thinking him a Faun ?" "Pray keep your belief, dear Hilda, if it makes you any happier," said the sculptor; "and I shall do my best to become a convert.

Donatello has asked me to spend the summer with him, in his ancestral tower, where I purpose investigating the pedigree of these sylvan counts, his forefathers; and if their shadows beckon me into dreamland, I shall willingly follow.

By the bye, speaking of Donatello, there is a point on which I should like to be enlightened." "Can I help you, then ?" said Hilda, in answer to his look.
"Is there the slightest chance of his winning Miriam's affections ?" suggested Kenyon.
"Miriam! she, so accomplished and gifted!" exclaimed Hilda; "and he, a rude, uncultivated boy! No, no, no!" "It would seem impossible," said the sculptor.

"But, on the other hand, a gifted woman flings away her affections so unaccountably, sometimes! Miriam of late has been very morbid and miserable, as we both know.
Young as she is, the morning light seems already to have faded out of her life; and now comes Donatello, with natural sunshine enough for himself and her, and offers her the opportunity of making her heart and life all new and cheery again.

People of high intellectual endowments do not require similar ones in those they love.