Oh, it is hard to lose you! it is hard to go back again to my unfriended life! I must make the sacrifice, love, for your sake.

I know no more why that letter is what it is than you do.

Will your uncle believe me?
will your friends believe me?
One last kiss, Valeria! Forgive me for having loved you--passionately, devotedly loved you.
Forgive me--and let me go!" I held him desperately, recklessly.

His eyes, put me beside myself; his words filled me with a frenzy of despair.
"Go where you may," I said, "I go with you! Friends--reputation--I care nothing who I lose, or what I lose! Oh, Eustace, I am only a woman--don't madden me! I can't live without you.

I must and will be your wife!" Those wild words were all I could say before the misery and madness in me forced their way outward in a burst of sobs and tears.
He yielded.