To one absurd thing, because it was living, Una could not shut her heart—to the senile canary.
And thus she left him very thoughtful, as concerned for Una as she was herself.
Una jerked her head at some stately pheasants going down to the brook for a drink.
When I say Una is waiting for you, I state a simple fact, not a command that you shall go to her.
A day or two since, Una found a few purple violets, and yesterday a dandelion in bloom.
Told him, in short, what it was that Una desired to talk to him about.
With what powerful truths does Una meet the arguments of Despair?
Terence, like everybody else, will suffer anything that Una wishes.
I am afraid it puts thee to unspeakable pain and trouble, and I feel as if I ought to be with thee; especially as Una is not well.
If Terence knows—well, you will regret it all the days of your life, Una.