I knew not how something so warm and loving could be a sin, though I had been told so often enough. We were both shy, and this made us laugh, which we had to do soundlessly, our mouths open, bottom teeth jutting forward foolishly. Thank goodness no one watched us, for it was less the stuff of dra...
I saw him obliquely, since I occupied myself with Eliza, for whom the long carriage ride had caused great discomfort. But though I made no outward notice of the reunited pair, I did notice one thing: the eyes of Thomas Miller. As he held Martha, he glanced at me briefly. It was not the jovial fac...