She whispered a pitiful protest when he drew her to his breast and clasped her closely in his irresistible arms.
'I won't let you go, my dear love--I swear I won't!' he whispered vehemently.
'You must.

Oh, why do you make my task so hard ?' 'I won't let you go from me, Chris.' She looked into his glowing eyes, and struggled a little, murmuring incoherently.
'Never, Chris, never!' he continued.

'You love me! Look into my face an' deny it if you can.

You can't!' he cried, with a flush of triumph.
'I have never denied it, Harry; but I must go.

'Tis because I love you--' He laughed suddenly with the elation of a conqueror, and stopped her mouth with kisses.
'You love me, an' you'd leave me.