Arrested, turned to stone,—as white as stone.
Will tender sayings make men look so white?
He loves her then profoundly.
⁠‘You are here,
Aurora? Here I meet you!’—We clasped hands.

‘Even so, dear Romney. Lady Waldemar
Has sent me in haste to find a cousin of mine
Who shall be.’

⁠‘Lady Waldemar is good.’

‘Here’s one, at least, who is good,’ I sighed and touched
Poor Marian’s happy head, as, doglike, she
Most passionately patient, waited on,
A-tremble for her turn of greeting words;
‘I’ve sat a full hour with your Marian Erle,
And learnt the thing by heart,—and, from my heart,
Am therefore competent to give you thanks
For such a cousin.’
⁠‘You accept at last
A gift from me, Aurora, without scorn?
At last I please you?’—How his voice was changed!

‘You cannot please a woman against her will,
And once you vexed me. Shall we speak of that?
We’ll say, then, you were noble in it all,
And I not ignorant—let it pass. And now,