“My dear Miss de Sor—!”
“Is there anything wrong, Mr. Mirabel, in wishing that I could make you a prosperous man?”
“You must not even talk of such a thing!”
“How proud you are!” she said submissively.
“Oh, I can’t bear to think of you in that miserable village—a position so unworthy of your talents and your claims! And you tell me I must not talk about it. Would you have said that to Emily, if she was as anxious as I am to see you in your right place in the world?”
“I should have answered her exactly as I have answered you.”
“She will never embarrass you, Mr. Mirabel, by being as sincere as I am. Emily can keep her own secrets.”
“Is she to blame for doing that?”
“It depends on your feeling for her.”
“What feeling do you mean?”