There is no use in waiting any longer, dear, and I want you." She was sitting in a low chair, her hands folded in her lap, and as he spoke her head sank so low upon her breast that he could not see her face.

He was silent for some moments waiting a reply, but she made none.
"I know it was only for my sake you promised," he said again.

"I know it will be nothing to you, and yet I would not press you if I did not think I could make you happier so.

I will give up my business for a time, and we will travel and see the world a little." Still she did not speak, but it was to some extent a reassurance to him that she showed no agitation.
"Are you willing that we should be married in a few days ?" he asked.
She lifted her head slowly, and looked at him steadfastly.
"You are right," she said.

"It is useless to keep on this way any longer." "You consent, then ?" said he, quite encouraged by her quiet air and apparent willingness.
"Don't press me for an answer to-night," she replied, after a pause, during which she regarded him with a singular fixity of expression.