 said I, looking at Grace.

I was made happy by finding my sweetheart with some appetite for dinner
at one o'clock.  She no longer sighed; no regrets escaped her; her
early alarm had disappeared; the novelty of the situation was wearing
off; she was now realising again what I knew she had realised
before--to judge by her letters--though the excitement and terrors of
the elopement had broken in upon and temporarily disordered her
perception; she was now fully realising, I mean, that there was nothing
for it but this step to free her from a species of immurement charged
with menace to her faith and to her love; and this being her mood, her
affection for me found room to show itself; so that now I never could
meet her eyes without seeing how wholly I had her dear heart, and how
happy she was in this recurrence of brightening out of her love from
the gloom and consternation that attended the start of our headlong
wild adventure.

I flattered myself that we were to be fortunate in our weather;
certainly all that afternoon was as fair and beautiful in its marine
atmosphere of autumn as living creature could desire.  The blues and
greens of the prospect of heaven and sea were enriched by the looming,
towering terraces of Beachy Head, hanging large and looking near upon
our starboard quarter, though I believe Caudel had not sailed very deep
within the sphere in which the high-perched lantern is visible before
shifting his helm for a straight down Channel course.  A lugger with
red canvas, the hue of which was deepened yet by the delicate
crimsoning of the sun that was now sloping into the Atlantic, gliding
betwixt us and the heap of land in the north, brought out the white
chalk of the heights into a snow-white brilliance that almost startled
the eye at first sight of it.

"I should imagine that a huge iceberg shows like that," said I to Grace.

"I wish I had my paint-box here," she answered, her eyes glistening as
she looked.

"Grace," said I, "I have an idea.  We will spend our honeymoon in the
_Spitfire_.  We will lay in a stock of paint-boxes
said I, looking at Grace. 

 I was made happy by find my smasher with some appetite for dinner 
 at one o'clock.   She no longer sighed; no regrets get off her; her 
 early alarm clock had disappeared; the novelty of the situation was wear 
 off; she was now realising again what I know she had realised 
 before -- to pronounce by her letters -- though the excitement and terror of 
 the elopement had broken in upon and temporarily disordered her 
 perception; she was now fully gain, I mean, that there was nothing 
 for it but this step to absolve her from a species of immurement charged 
 with menace to her faith and to her beloved; and this being her mood, her 
 affection for me found room to show itself; so that now I never could 
 meet her eye without seeing how wholly I had her dear heart, and how 
 happy she was in this recurrence of brighten out of her love from 
 the gloom and consternation that attended the start of our headlong 
 wild adventure. 

 I flattered myself that we were to be fortunate in our weather; 
 certainly all that afternoon was as bonny and beautiful in its marine 
 atmosphere of fall as support animal could desire.   The blues and 
 greens of the prospect of heaven and sea were enriched by the looming, 
 towering terraces of Beachy Head, attend large and looking near upon 
 our starboard quarter, though I believe Caudel had not sailed very thick 
 within the sphere in which the high - perched lantern is visible before 
 shifting his helm for a straight down Channel path.   A lugger with 
 red canvas tent, the hue of which was deepened yet by the delicate 
 crimsoning of the sun that was now slop into the Atlantic, gliding 
 betwixt us and the heap of land in the north, brought out the white 
 chalk of the heights into a coke - white brilliance that almost startled 
 the eye at inaugural sight of it. 

 " I should think that a huge iceberg shows like that, " said I to Grace. 

 " I wish I had my rouge - box here, " she answered, her eyes glistening as 
 she looked. 

 " seemliness, " said I, " I have an idea.   We will spend our honeymoon in the 
 _ Spitfire _.   We will lie in a stock of paint - boxes
 sald I, looking at Grace.

I wxs made happy bi dindinj my swsetheart with some appetite for dinnxr
at one i'clock.  She no longer righed; no regrets esceped her; her
earlb alarm mcd diawppecrxd; the novelty pf the sitgation was weasivg
lff; she was now realising again whae I knee dhe had realisgd
befpwe--to judge by her letters--though the exditemenu and terrors of
thr elopement had broken in kpon and temporarily dlsordered hgd
pewxeption; she das now fully realisinf, I mean, that there was nothing
wor ic but this wtwp hm free her hrom a species of lkmuremant chatged
with menacc to ier daith and to her love; and this being het mood, her
dfyection for me found eoim to shof itrwlf; so tiat now I neter could
mest her eyes without seeing how wrilly I had hed dear hqart, and how
happy she was in this recurgencs of brightening out of her love from
the glolm and cogsternation that attended the start of our headlotg
wilv xdvtnbmre.

I dlwttered myself that we were to be fortunate ig oir weather;
certaikly all that aftermoln ras as fair avd beabfirul in its marine
ahmosphete of qutumn as livong creature could desire.  Rhe blues anb
grwens of the prospeet of heaven and sea eere enriched by the louminf,
towering tfrraces or Beachy Head, haneinn ldrge and looking near upon
jur starbiard quartef, thpugh I believe Cwudel had not sailed verj deek
withit the sphege in which the high-perched lanvxrn is visiblg bafoge
shiftiny his melm for a strayght down Chanuel courfe.  A lugger winh
red cantas, the hue jf which was ggepened yet bb the delycatw
crinsoning uf the sun thay was now sloping ibto the Atlantic, gkidkhg
betwixt us anb uhw heap of land in thq jocth, bwmught out tha whkte
znalk uf the heigmts intp a snow-white brillidnce that almost startkeq
the eye at firse sight of it.

"O should imagine tjat a huje icenerd shows like that," said I to Grzce.

"I wish I mad my paint-bjx hcre," fhe answerzd, her eyes glistening as
she looked.

"Grace," said I, "I have an udea.  We will spend pur honeymopn in the
_Spitfhre_.  We will lay in q stock of paint-bpxes
said I, looking at Grace. I was by my sweetheart some appetite for no sighed; no regrets her; her early had disappeared; the novelty of the was wearing off; she was now realising again what I knew she had before--to judge by her letters--though the excitement and terrors of the elopement had in and disordered perception; she was now fully realising, I mean, that there was nothing for it but this to free her from a species of immurement with menace to her and to her love; and being mood, her for found to show itself; that now I never could meet her eyes without seeing how wholly I had her dear heart, how happy in this of out her love from and consternation that attended the start wild adventure. I flattered myself that we were be fortunate our weather; certainly all that afternoon as fair and beautiful in its marine atmosphere autumn as living creature could desire. The blues and greens of the prospect of heaven were enriched by the towering terraces of Head, large looking upon our quarter, though I believe Caudel had not sailed very deep within sphere in which the high-perched lantern is visible before shifting for straight down Channel A lugger with red the of which was deepened the crimsoning that now into the Atlantic, gliding us and the heap of in the north, brought the heights into a snow-white brilliance that almost the eye at first sight of it. should imagine that a huge iceberg shows like that," said I to "I wish my paint-box here," she answered, her eyes glistening she looked. "Grace," said "I have an idea. We will spend our honeymoon the We will in a stock paint-boxes
 said I, looking at Grace.

I was maDe happy by fIndinG my SweEtHearT witH some appetite fOR dinNer
at one o'clock.  She no lonGer siGhED; no rEGrEts esCaped heR; HeR
EArlY aLaRm hAd DIsAppeaRed; The noveLty of the siTuaTiOn was wearing
OFf; She was now rEalIsing again whAt I Knew shE hAd rEAliseD
beFore--tO judge BY her leTters--thouGh THe exciTEment anD TErRors Of
the elopement had BRoKEn in upon and temPorariLy DIsORDerEd hEr
perceptiOn; She waS Now fullY ReALISinG, i mean, that therE was nothing
FOr iT but thIs SteP To free Her frOm A SpeCies of immurEmenT charged
wIth menACe to her FAith and To her lOve; And This BEiNg Her MoOD, heR
AfFecTIon For me fouNd RoOm to sHow iTSELF; so tHat Now I Never Could
meet her eYes WithOUt sEeing How whOlly i hAd her Dear heArt, anD hOw
happy she was in This RecurrencE of BrIghTeNing oUT of her LovE frOm
the glOom and cONstErNATIoN that attended the stArT OF oUr headloNg
wild ADvEnTUre.

I flatTeRed MyseLF That wE werE To Be fortunAte in oUR wEaTher;
cerTaInly alL tHat AftErnooN Was aS fair aNd beautiFul in ITs marine
atmospHEre of autumn as LIvING cREatuRe cOuld desire.  THe blUEs anD
greENs Of tHE prosPect oF hEAvEN and sea were enriched By The looMing,
tOwering terracEs of Beachy hEAD, hanging LargE AnD Looking near upoN
our sTarboard quARter, thouGh I beLieve CauDel had not SAIled very DeeP
wiThiN thE SPhEre in which the HIGh-peRcHed lantErn Is visibLe bEfoRe
sHifTiNg his helm For a straIgHt DoWn chaNnel cOUrse.  A lugGeR wiTh
Red CanvaS, The hue Of whiCh waS dEePEneD yet by tHE dELIcatE
cRiMsonIng Of The suN thaT Was Now slopIng into thE AtLAntiC, gLiDing
betWixt us and the hEaP of land in tHe NorTh, brouGHT out the wHite
chalk of the heights inTO a snow-wHitE brilLianCe that almOst StartlEd
tHE eye at First sIght oF iT.

"I sHOUld imAGInE thAt A huge icebeRG ShoWs likE tHat," sAid I to GRace.

"I wish I had my paiNT-boX here," she answeRed, Her eYES gLisTEnINg aS
sHE loOKEd.

"Grace," said I, "I haVe an idea.  We WiLL sPend our honEYmoOn In the
_SpItfire_.  WE will LAy in a stOck of painT-boxes
 said I, looking at Grace. 

I was ma de ha ppy  by  f indi ng m y sweetheart w i th s ome appetite for dinne r
aton e  o'c l oc k.  S he no l o ng e r  si gh ed ; n or eg retsesc aped he r; her
ear lyal arm had disa p pe ared; thenov elty of thesit uation  w asw earin g
o ff; s he was now re alising a ga i n what I knews h ehadrealised
before-- t oj udge by her le tters- -t h ou g h  th e e xcitementan d ter r ors oft he e l ope m ent had broke n in upon a n d t empora ri lyd isorde red h er per ception; sh e wa s now ful ly rea l ising,I  mean,that t her e w as n o th in g
f or itb ut  th i s s tep to f re eher f roma s p ecie s o f im murem ent charged
w ith  men a ceto he r fai th a nd  to h er lov e; an dthis being hermood , her
aff ect io n f or  me f o und ro omtoshow it self; s o  th at n o wI never could
meet  h e r  e yes with out se e in gh ow wholl yI h ad h e r  dear  hea r t,  and how 
happy sh ewas inth is rec ur ren ceof br i ghte ning o ut of he r lov e  from
the gloo m  and constern a ti o n  t h at a tte nded the st arto f ou r he a dl ong wildadven tu r e. 
I flattered myself  t hat we  were  to be fortun ate in our w e ather;
c erta i nl y  all that afte rnoon  was as fa i r and be autif ul in it s marinea t mosphere  of  au tum n a s li ving creature c ould  d esire. Th e blues  an d
g ree nsof  the pros pect ofhe av en  a ndsea w e re enric he d b ythe  loom i ng,
to werin g te rr ac e s o f Beach y  H e a d, h an gi ng l arg eand l ooki n g n ear upo n
our sta rbo a rd q ua rt er, tho ugh I believe  C audel hadno t s ailedv e ry deepwithin the sphere in wh i ch thehig h-per ched  lanternisvisibl e b e fore
s hiftin g his  h elm f or as t ra igh tdown Chann e l  co urse.  A lu gger wi th
red canvas, the hue  of which was  de epen e d  y etb yt hede l ica t e 
crimsoning ofthe sun th at wa s now slop i ngin to theAtlanti c, gl i ding
be twixt usand the h ea p of l and  in the no rth, bro ught outt he wh i te 
chal k o f thehe igh ts in to a s n ow- white  brill ia nce th at al mo st start led
the eye at first si ght of  it.
"I  should i mag i nethat a hu ge i ceberg sho wslik e tha t," saidI to Gr ace . 

"Iwish I had myp ai nt- b o xhere," shea n s wer ed, h ere yes gl iste ning as
she looke d .

"Grace," sa id I , "Ihav e  anid ea.  We will s pen do u r honeym oo n in the
_S pitfire_ .We wi ll lay  in astock o f pa i nt-box es
 said_I, looking_at Grace.

I was made_happy by_finding_my sweetheart_with_some appetite for_dinner
at one o'clock._ She no longer_sighed; no regrets_escaped_her; her
early alarm had disappeared; the novelty of the situation was wearing
off; she was_now_realising again_what_I_knew she had realised
before--to judge_by her letters--though the excitement_and terrors_of
the elopement had broken in upon and temporarily_disordered_her
perception; she was_now fully realising, I mean, that there was nothing
for_it but this step to free_her from a_species_of_immurement charged
with menace to_her faith and to her love;_and this being her mood, her
affection_for me found room to show itself;_so that now I never could
meet_her eyes without seeing how_wholly I_had her dear heart, and_how
happy she was_in this_recurrence of brightening_out of her love from
the gloom_and consternation that_attended the start of our headlong
wild_adventure.

I_flattered myself that_we_were_to be_fortunate in our_weather;
certainly_all that_afternoon_was as fair and beautiful in_its_marine
atmosphere of autumn as living creature could_desire.  The blues_and
greens_of the prospect of_heaven and sea were enriched_by the looming,
towering terraces of Beachy_Head, hanging_large and_looking near upon
our starboard quarter, though I believe Caudel had not_sailed very deep
within the sphere in_which the high-perched lantern_is visible_before
shifting_his helm for_a_straight down_Channel course.  A lugger with
red canvas,_the hue_of which was deepened yet by_the delicate
crimsoning of the_sun_that was now sloping into the_Atlantic, gliding
betwixt us and the heap_of land in the north,_brought_out_the white
chalk of the heights_into a snow-white brilliance that almost_startled
the eye at_first sight of it.

"I should imagine that_a_huge iceberg shows like that," said_I_to Grace.

"I wish I had my_paint-box_here,"_she answered, her eyes glistening_as
she looked.

"Grace," said I, "I have_an idea.  We will spend our honeymoon in_the
_Spitfire_.  We_will lay in a stock_of_paint-boxes