The Literary Sense

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"Well--not for long," she admitted. "You see, I began to doubt after a while whether it was really _my_ nobleness after all. It began to seem like some part in a play that I'd l...

He did not smile. He said: "I want you to tell me why you were so angel-good--why did you let me stay? Why did you lay the pretty table for two?"

"You _are_ kind--but--Well, then--it's like this. My father brought me to England from the States a month ago: he's 'made his pile': it was in pork, and I always wish he'd made...

"Look here," she said suddenly, "let _me_ talk. There are some things I do really want to say, since you won't let it go without saying. One is that I know now you're not so muc...

In point of fact, she never has forgotten. She has remembered all, even to the least light touch of his hand, the slightest change in his soft kind voice. That is why she has re...

But the greengrocer from Kent reeled down the street to the nearest public-house. At closing time he was telling, in muffled, muddled speech, the wondrous tale, how his girl was...

He kissed her hand when he left her--a kiss of studied brotherliness. Yet the kiss had in it a tiny heart of fire, fierce enough to make her wonder, when he had left her, whethe...

"Poor dear!" she said. "It really rejoices my heart to think of her being so happy. She describes things very well. I almost feel as though I knew every room in her house; it mu...

And so it was all over--the dreams, the hopes, the palpitating faith in a beautiful future. His days might be long, they might be brief; but be his life long or short, he must l...

She consulted him about everything. Let him call when he would, she always received him. She surrounded him with the dainty feminine spider webs from which his life, almost mona...

"He's the best man there is," said Charling indignantly, "and the kindest and bravest, and cleverest and amusingest, and he can sit any horse like wax; and he can fence with rea...

Elizabeth submitted. It was pleasant to be taken care of. And to be "ordered about," that was pleasant, too. Curiously enough, that very thing had been a factor in the old quarr...

"I think I've had that already--quite as horrid," he said grimly. "This is not the moment for compliments--but you have great powers. You are brave, and I never met anyone who c...