"Their plan is to get married next Wednesday.

I'll see my father on Tuesday; I'll put the evidence in his hands, and I don't think," he added grimly, "he'll bother me any more about Miss Roberts." "So you're not going away now ?" said Shirley, smiling down at him.
He sat up and leaned over towards her.
"I can't, Shirley, I simply can't," he replied, his voice trembling.

"You are more to me than I dreamed a woman could ever be.

I realize it more forcibly every day.

There is no use fighting against it.