When you're my wife, I shall be thanking God on my knees every day of my life.

All the jokes and nonsense are only so many little waves of happiness breaking on the shore.

But behind them there is always the big sea of my love for you--the still waters, Sara." Sara remained silent.

The realization of the tender, chivalrous, worshiping love this boy was pouring out at her feet made her feel very humble--very ashamed and sorry that she could give so little in return.
Presently she turned and held out her hands to him.
"Tim--my Tim," she said, and her voice shook a little.

"I'll try not to disappoint you.".