I can promise you that as well as if he had sworn it." "Let him pass now," said Low; "that will come later on," he added, unconsciously repeating her thought in a tone that made her heart sick.
"But tell me, Teresa, why did you go to Excelsior ?" She buried her head still deeper, as if to hide it.

He felt her broken heart beat against his own; he was conscious of a depth of feeling her rival had never awakened in him.

The possibility of Teresa loving him had never occurred to his simple nature.

He bent his head and kissed her.

She was frightened, and unloosed her clinging arms; but he retained her hand, and said, "We will leave this accursed place, and you shall go with me as you said you would; nor need you ever leave me, unless you wish it." She could hear the beating of her own heart through his words; she longed to look at the eyes and lips that told her this, and read the meaning his voice alone could not entirely convey.