He was a man in whom Love could be very passionate;--and was, moreover, one in whom Love could hardly be renewed.
Each morning Kate asked her whether her answer was written; and on the third day after Christmas, just before dinner, Alice said that she had written it, and that it was gone.
"But it isn't post-day," said Kate;--for the post illuminated Vavasor but three days a week.
"I have given a boy sixpence to take it to Shap," said Alice, blushing.
"And what have you said?" asked Kate, taking hold of the other's arm.
"I have kept my promise," said Alice; "and do you keep yours by asking no further questions."
"My sister,--my own sister," said Kate. And then, as Alice met her embrace, there was no longer any doubt as to the nature of the reply.

Each morning Kate asked her whether her answer was written; and on the third day after Christmas, Alice said that she had written it, and that it was gone.
"And what have you said?" asked Kate.
"I have kept my promise," said Alice; "and do you keep yours by asking no further questions."
"My sister - my own sister," said Kate. And as Alice met her embrace, there could be no doubt about the nature of the reply.
