But I am not afraid to tell, you needn't think that, and I mean to be honorable.
If you say so, I will go right home with you and tell your folks, and then I will tell mine, and we will see what we can do." Maria made no answer.

She was in agony.

It seemed to her that the whisper was deafening her.
"I will leave school, and go to work right away," said the boy, and his voice was a little louder, and full of pathetic manliness; "and I guess in a year's time I could get so I could earn enough to support you.

I mean to do what is right.

All is I want to do what you want me to do.