7/17 ' He could not get on, her manner was so cold and indifferent. The expected scene of sad reproach, subdued to delicacy by the run of years, was absent altogether. He was obliged to come to the point without preamble. Twenty years ago I promised to make you my wife; and I am here to fulfil that promise. Heaven forgive my tardiness!' Her surprise was increased, but she was not agitated. |