"
"Yes - yes, I've heard this before, and I suppose it to be true,"
answered Judith with a sort of feverish impatience.
"When a young man holds such language of any particular young woman,
it's reasonable to calculate he sets store by her."
"True - true, Hurry - all this you've told me, again and again."
"Well, if it's agreeable, I should think a woman coul'n't hear it
too often. They all tell me this is the way with your sex, that
nothing pleases them more than to repeat over and over, for the
hundredth time, how much you like 'em, unless it be to talk to 'em
of their good looks!"
"No doubt - we like both, on most occasions, but this is an uncommon
moment, Hurry, and vain words should not be too freely used. I
would rather hear you speak plainly."
"You shall have your own way, Judith, and I some suspect you always
will. I've often told you that I not only like you better than
any other young woman going, or, for that matter, better than all
the young women going, but you must have obsarved, Judith, that
I've never asked you, in up and down tarms, to marry me."
"I have observed both," returned the girl, a smile struggling
about her beautiful mouth, in spite of the singular and engrossing
intentness which caused her cheeks to flush and lighted her eyes
with a brilliancy that was almost dazzling - "I have observed both,
and have thought the last remarkable for a man of Harry
March's decision and fearlessness.
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