I must say to you what it means, the hope of seeing you again.

All the other desires of my life are lost in that.

You are my true self, for which I shall seek in vain whilst I am away from you.

Can you give me anything--a promise of kind thought--a hope--to live upon till I see you ?' 'I cannot come back.' But for the intense stillness he could not have caught the words; they were sighed rather than spoken.
'Because I have said this ?--Emily!' He saw the white shape of her hand resting upon the table, and held it in his own, that exquisite hand which he had so often longed to touch; how cold it was! yet how soft, living! She made no effort to draw it away.
'I cannot say now what I wish to,' he spoke hurriedly.

'I must see you to-morrow--you will not refuse?
I _must_ see you! You are often out very early; I shall be at the hollow, where we talked yesterday, early, at seven o'clock--you will come?
If the morning is not fine, then the day after.