"Stop, my good friend!" I cried. "It may be very possible that _I_ should love her; but would she love me? I doubt it too much to venture my tranquillity by running into temptation: and then my home is not here. I'm of the busy world, and to its arms I must return. Go on. Was Catherine obedient to her father's commands?"

'Stop, my good friend!' I cried. 'It may be very possible that I should love her; but would she love me? I doubt it: and my home is not here. I'm of the busy world, and to its arms I must return. Go on. Did Catherine obey her father?'
