"So could you."
"Ah, Alice! I thought you would do me so small a favor."
"As what?"
"See Mr. Morris, and ascertain why he opposes my addresses to his sister."
"Is he the only one who opposes you?"
"You allude to my family; but not one of them should control me, in this matter, if I could win her from her brother."
"You are very young, Jack; wait a few years, and your feelings will change."
The boy looked on his cousin as she uttered these words with so much apparent indifference, and exclaimed:
"O, Alice! you have never loved, or you could not talk thus to me," and hurriedly left the apartment.
Alice heard him rush down the hall stairs and into the street. "Poor Jack!" she sighed; "but what could I do for him? To place myself before Wayland Morris, and plead my cousin's suit with his sister, when probably the very cause of his objection to their acquaintance is that the lover is a relation of mine; and it appears that by some misapprehension I have as unwittingly as unfortunately incurred his displeasure. What other reason can there be for the cessation of his visits, but that he does not desire to see me?"