He's living now not far from us, and I see him sometimes.

You didn't think I had a love story too," she said, and there was a faint gleam in her handsome face of that fire which Kitty felt must once have glowed all over her.

"I didn't think so? Why, if I were a man, I could never care for anyone else after knowing you.

Only I can't understand how he could, to please his mother, forget you and make you unhappy; he had no heart.

" "Oh, no, he's a very good man, and I'm not unhappy; quite the contrary, I'm very happy.