"Because I have no patience with this stupid jealousy. If you care for her, why not try to win her in a straightforward manner; if not, why be vexed that another should?"
"Why do you strive to undo that which has cost me so much? She is nothing to me; I have determined that she shall be nothing."
"Then why so jealous?"
"I cannot help it; you know that I cannot."
"But why force yourself to give her up?"
"Why, indeed," he echoed, "is it not worse than useless to cherish an attachment for one who is so perfectly indifferent?"
"I do not believe that she is as indifferent and inaccessible as you imagine."
"Why do you tempt me, Emily?" he returned, almost fiercely. "Let me be; the ordination will be very shortly, and I am sure of an appointment directly after."
"Ah, goosey, goosey! 'Faint heart,' you know," she said, and left him—more angry with his favorite sister than he had ever been before.