I should have
done so, if she had been willing. But now I never can,--never,
never.' Her hand had dropped from his arm, but now she put it up
again for a moment, so that he might feel the pressure of her
fingers. 'Say that you believe me.'
'I think I do.'
'You know I love you.'
'I think you do. I am sure I hope you do. If you don't, then I
am,--a miserable wretch.'
'With all my heart I do.'
'Then I am as proud as a queen. You will tell him soon.'
'As soon as you are gone. As soon as we are alone together. I
will;--and then I will follow you to London. Now shall we not say,
Good-bye?'
'Good-bye, my own,' she whispered.
'You will let me have one kiss.'
Her hand was in his, and she looked as though to see that no eyes
were watching them. But then, as thoughts came rushing to her
mind, she changed her purpose. 'No,' she said. 'What is it but a
trifle! It is nothing in itself. But I have bound myself to
myself by certain promises, and you must not ask me to break them.
You are as sweet to me as I can be to you, but there shall be no
kissing till I know that I shall be your wife.
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