If I Go On Talking And Talking...and

Never Thee Stop Believin' In Th' Big Good Thing An' Knowin' Th' World's Full Of It - And Call It What Tha' Likes. Tha' Wert Singin' To It When I Come Into T' Garden.

Their Eyes Met With A Singular Directness Of Gaze. Between Them A Spark Passed Which Was Not Afterwards To Be Extinguished, Though Neither Of Them Knew The Moment Of Its Kindling.

A Person Who Was Clever Ought To Be Clever Enough Not To Be Unjust Or Deliberately Unkind To Anyone.

People Never Like Me And I Never Like People," She Thought. "and I Never Can Talk As The Crawford Children Could. They Were Always Talking And Laughing And Making Noises.

Yes," Answered Sara, Nodding. "adversity Tries People, And Mine Has Tried You And Proved How Nice You Are.