I Could Wish There Were

Margaret Liked This Smile; It Was The First Thing She Had Admired In This New Friend Of Her Father's; And The Opposition Of Character, Shown In All These Details Of Appearance She Had Just Been Noticing, Seemed To Explain The Attraction They Evidently Felt Towards Each Other.

Margaret The Churchwoman, Her Father The Dissenter, Higgins The Infidel, Knelt Down Together. It Did Them No Harm.

One Word More. You Look As If You Thought It Tainted You To Be Loved By Me. You Cannot Avoid It. Nay, I, If I Would, Cannot Cleanse You From It. But I Would Not, If I Could. I Have Never Loved Any Woman Before: My Life Has Been Too Busy, My Thoughts Too Much Absorbed With Other Things. Now I Love, And Will Love. But Do Not Be Afraid Of Too Much Expression On My Part.

I Dare Say There's Many A Woman Makes As Sad A Mistake As I Have Done, And Only Finds It Out Too Late.

It Is Bad To Believe You In Error. It Would Be Infinitely Worse To Have Known You A Hypocrite.