Ask your own heart,
mother. I have no doubt father said the same words to you. There can
only be one language for an emotion so powerful. Wise or foolish, Jane
understood what I said, and in words equally sweet and foolish she gave
me her promise. Oh, mother, it was not altogether the words! It was the
little tremors and coy unfoldings and sweet agitations of love revealing
itself--it wakened in Jane's heart like a wandering rose. And I saw this
awakening of the woman, mother, and it was a wonderful sight."
"John, you have had an experience that most men miss; be thankful for
it."
"I am, mother. As long as I live, I will remember it."
"Did you see Mrs. Harlow?"
"For a short time only. She was much pleased at her daughter's choice.
She thought our marriage might disarrange some of her own plans, but
she said Jane's happiness came before all other considerations."
"Well, John, it is more than a few hours since you had that wonderful
tea with cakes and honey. You must have your proper eating, no matter
what comes or goes.
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