18/30 I came up here to ask you to be my wife." "No;--no, no; do not say it." "But I have said it, and will say it again. I, poor, penniless, plain simple fool that I am, have been ass enough to love you, Lady Laura Standish; and I brought you up here to-day to ask you to share with me--my nothingness. And this I have done on soil that is to be all your own. Tell me that you regard me as a conceited fool,--as a bewildered idiot." "I wish to regard you as a dear friend,--both of my own and of my husband," said she, offering him her hand. It is not a week since we told each other, you to me and I to you, that we were both poor,--both without other means than those which come to us from our fathers. |