20/32 You are only paining yourself and paining me. What I told you before, you force me to tell you again. I don't love you, and I can't be your wife." "I don't expect you to love me yet," he said, eagerly; "how should you? Give me a chance, Kate! I love you so truly and entirely, that it will win a return sooner or later." "Ah! don't talk to me," she said, with an impatient sigh; "don't talk to me of love. I have done with that, my heart feels like dust and ashes. |