Burr himself does not go West until the summer.

Ere then I will persuade you.

That first July evening, under the mimosa at the gate, even then this thing was vaguely, vaguely in my mind." "Was it ?" she cried.

"Oh me, oh me!" "You are wearied," he said, "chilled and trembling.

I wish that Ludwell Cary had aired his views elsewhere to-night! Put it all from your mind and come to rest--" "Lewis, if ever you loved me--if ever you said that you would give me proof--" "You know that I love you." "Then, as I gave up friends and home for you, give up this thing for me! No, no, I'll not cease to beg"-- She slipped from his arm to her knees.
"Lewis, Lewis, this is not the road--this is not the way to freedom, goodness, happiness Promise me! Oh, Lewis, if ever you loved me, promise me!" From Rand's house on Shockoe Hill Ludwell Cary walked quickly homeward to the Eagle, where he and his brother lodged.