"Your daughter I can love as my own. I think I prove my devotion to you when I say that I am willing for your sake to encounter the troubles which may attend your son's future career."
"Mr. Broune, I love him better,--always shall love him better,--than anything in the world." This was calculated to damp the lover's ardour, but he probably reflected that should he now be successful, time might probably change the feeling which had just been expressed. "Mr. Broune," she said, "I am now so agitated that you had better leave me. And it is very late. The servant is sitting up, and will wonder that you should remain. It is near two o'clock."
"When may I hope for an answer?"

"Your daughter I can love as my own. I think I prove my devotion to you when I say that I am willing for your sake to encounter the troubles which your son may face."
"Mr. Broune, I shall always love him better than anything in the world." This was calculated to damp the lover's ardour, but he probably reflected that if he were successful, time might change her feelings. "Mr. Broune," she said, "you had better leave me. It is very late."
"When may I hope for an answer?"
