They intoxicated her with romance, they bewildered her with flattery.

And she was only seventeen, with no mother to speak one warning word to her.
She pledged herself to be Allan Lyster's wife when she came of age.

He told her he would rather forego all claim to her wealth, marry her at once, and leave her guardian to act as he thought best; but she, though delighted to find him free from the least taint of anything mercenary, refused to run the risk of losing her fortune.
"Would you really," she said to him one day, "love me as much if I were quite poor, as you do now ?" "Would I! Oh, Marion, what a question to ask me! The only drawback to my love is that hateful fortune; if it were not for that I would marry you at once.

Ah, you should find out what I loved you for, sweet.

I would work for you night and day.