I love you, Norman--I will say it now--I love you ten thousand times better than my life.

I have loved you ever since I first saw you; but I was afraid to say so, because of--well, you know why." "You are not afraid now, Madaline ?" "No, not now," she replied; "you have chosen me from all the world to be your wife.

I will think of nothing but making you happy." "In token of that, kiss me--just once--of your own free will." "No," she refused, with a deep blush.
"You will, if you love me," he said; and then she turned her face to his.

She raised her pure, sweet lips to his and kissed him, blushing as she did so to the very roots of her golden hair.
"You must never ask me to do that again," she said, gravely.
"No," returned he; "it was so remarkably unpleasant, Madaline, I could not wish for a repetition;" and then they went back to the house together.
"Norman," said Madaline, as they stood before the great Gothic porch, "will you wait until to-morrow before you tell the duchess ?" "No," he laughed, "I shall tell her this very day.".