Oh, darling, let it be so!" She saw great drops of agony on his brow; she saw a world of pain in his eyes which alarmed her.
"It cannot be," he replied, hoarsely.

"You must urge me no more--you are torturing me." Then she rose, humbly enough, and turned away.
"I will say no more, Norman.

Now do with me what you please." There was silence for a few minutes.

The sun was sinking low in the western sky, the chirp of the birds was growing faint in the trees.

She raised her colorless face to his.
"I submit, Norman," she said.