"Never!" he said, "I will never free thee from thy promise.
Thou canst break it an thou wishest, and break my heart at the same time; 'twill be a fine return for all our kindness to thee, 'twill be a grand ending to all thy faithful vows!" "I am willing to marry thee, Will," she said, "if thou wilt let it be soon." "Marry thee soon! How can that be, Morva ?--a student without home or money, and a girl without a penny in the world! What madness thou art talking.

I only ask thee to have patience for a year or two, and I will have a home for thee.

And who is thy new sweetheart ?" "I have no sweetheart; but, Will, I want to be free." "And I will never give thee back thy freedom.

Take it if thou lik'st.
The absent are always forgotten.

How could I expect thee to be true ?" Morva began to cry silently.
"I see I have set my heart upon a fickle, cruel woman, one who, after years of faithful promises, forgets me, and wishes to take back her vows.