de a movement towards him, something
between the loving and the petulant.

"Only give the word, and I'll try to obey you."

"Indeed, you must not love her; the bare idea is perverse."

"But then she is handsome, peculiarly handsome. Hers is a beauty that
grows on you. You think her but graceful when you first see her; you
discover her to be beautiful when you have known her for a year."

"It is not you who are to say these things. Now, Robert, be good."

"O Cary, I have no love to give. Were the goddess of beauty to woo me, I
could not meet her advances. There is no heart which I can call mine in
this breast."

"So much the better; you are a great deal safer without. Good-night."

"Why must you always go, Lina, at the very instant when I most want you
to stay?"

"Because you most wish to retain when you are most certain to lose."

"Listen; one other word. Take care of your own heart--do you hear me?"

"There is no danger."

"I am not convinced of that. The Platonic parson, for instance."

"Who--Malone?"

"Cyril Hall. I owe more than one twinge of jealousy to that quarter."

"As to you, you have been flirting with Miss Mann. She showed me the
other day a plant you had given her.--Fanny, I am ready."

CHAPTER XXXVI.

WRITTEN IN THE SCHOOLROOM.

Louis Moore's doubts respecting the immediate evacuation of Fieldhead by
Mr. Sympson turned out to be perfectly well founded. The very next day
after the grand quarrel about Sir Philip Nunnely a sort of
reconciliation was patched up between uncle and niece. Shirley, who
could never find it in her heart to be or to seem inhospitable (except
in the single instance of Mr. Donne), begged the whole party to stay a
little longer. She begged in such earnest it was evident she wished it
for some reason. They took her at her word. Indeed, the uncle could not
bring himself to leave her quite unwatched--at full liberty to marry
Robert Moore as soon as that gentleman should be able (Mr. Sympson
piously prayed this might never be the case) to reassert his supposed
pretensions to her hand. They all stayed.

In his first rage against all the house of Moore, Mr. Sympson had so
conducted himself towards Mr. Louis that that gentleman--patient of
labour or suffering, but intolerant of coarse insolence--had promptly
resigned his post, and could now be induced to resume and retain it only
till such time as the family should quit Yorkshire. Mrs. Sympson's
entreaties prevail