You know, mistress, that I love you, and shall love you always
Idiosyncrasy and vicissitude had combined to stamp Sergeant Troy as an exceptional being.
He had been held to her by a beautiful thread which it pained him to spoil by breaking, rather than by a chain he could not break.
Don't take on about her, Gabriel. What difference does it make whose sweetheart she is, since she can't be yours?''That's the very thing I say to myself,' said Gabriel.
I shall be up before you are awake; I shall be afield before you are up; and I shall have breakfasted before you are afield. In short, I shall astonish you all.