"O Heaven, how can I marry you!" she would say.
'"You will; surely you will!" he answered again.

"I don't leave without you.

And I shall soon be interrogated before the magistrates if I stay here; probably imprisoned.

You will come ?" 'She felt her defences breaking down.

Contrary to all reason and sense of family honour she was, by some abnormal craving, inclining to a tenderness for him that was founded on its opposite.