It is not that I regret such nonsense.

I accept your manly love as it has been offered, and tell you that you have my whole heart.

It is from no girlish squeamishness, from no wish to exercise my short-lived power, that I refuse to do what you now ask me.

I would marry you tomorrow, were you to ask me, did I not think that I should be wrong to do so.

Am I now not frank and honest ?" Henri put his arms round her waist, and clasped her to his bosom before he answered her: "You are, you are, my own, own love.