Please take me home." Another tear or two.
Then, if Coventry had not loved her sincerely, and also been a man of the world, he would have lost his temper; and if he had lost his temper, he would have lost the lady, for she would have seized the first fair opportunity to quarrel.

But no, he took her hand gently, and set himself to comfort her.

He poured out his love to her, and promised her a life of wedded happiness.

He drew so delightful a picture of their wedded life, and in a voice so winning, that she began to be consoled, and her tears ceased.
"I believe you love me," she murmured; "and I esteem you sincerely." Mr.Coventry drew a family ring from his pocket.

It was a sapphire of uncommon beauty.
"This was my mother's," said he.