"You can't go till I tell you----Oh, don't you know?
You must know; something of the truth must have travelled from my heart to yours all these months.

Don't you know that I love you ?" he said breathlessly.
She sat quite still, her hand in his, her eyes fixed on the tree before her; her heart was beating so fast that its pulsations seemed to stifle her.

But through her whole frame, through every nerve of her body, ran a hot flood of ecstatic happiness.

His words were still ringing in her heart; mutely her lips were re-forming them: "I love you! I love you!" So great, so ineffable was the joy, that her eyes closed with the desire to shut out everything in the world but the one fact his dear lips had voiced.
"You know I love you," he said in a whisper.

"From the first moment--no, let me be truthful, not from the first moment: you remember how angry I was with you; how I resented your dear presence, your interference ?--but soon, very soon afterwards, you stole into my heart.