I am going to ask you to marry me soon, at once.

I want you to come back with me." They had been walking slowly through the wood amongst the trees, his arm round her; she stopped, the blood suffused her face, then she turned pale.

She was silent for a moment or two as he looked down at her yearningly, anxiously; then she said in a low voice, "I will, if you wish it." He drew her to him, and kissed her passionately, gratefully.
"You will, Celia ?" he said, astonished at her goodness to him.
"Yes," she said, simply.

"Does it seem so great a thing?
No, don't answer.

I feel mean; for, dearest, I'm only too ready.