“Many lovers have come and goneSome I miss and some I don't.Some were handsome, none were plain; My good fortune, I suppose.”

“Am I a liar in your eyes?" he asked passionately. "Little skeptic, you shall be convinced. What love have I for Miss Ingram? None: and that you know. What love has she for me? None: as I have taken pains to prove; I caused a rumor to reach her that my fortune was not a third of what was supposed, and after that I presented myself to see the result; it was coldness both from her and her mother. I would not-I could not-marry Miss Ingram. You-you strange-you almost unearthly thing!-I love as my own flesh. You-poor and obscure, and small and plain as you are-I entreat to accept me as a husband.”

“I suppose with so many things suddenly getting better, the things that were still missing hurt even worse.”

“I missed you all my life,” Kylie said. “Ididn’t know I missed you, but I know it now. You were supposed to bethere.”

“Lock surveyed all the costumes. Some must have cost a small fortune and some were ridiculous. “Is that supposed to be a used condom?”

“I missed him, almost more than I could bear. This was never supposed to have happened to us. We were supposed to make it…we should have made it.”