He halted too, and turned to her, studying her gentle face, seeking to guess her mind in the clear hazel eyes she raised to his.

His eyebrows lifted slightly with surprise.

Nevertheless-- "There is in all the world, Valerie, nothing you could ask me that I would not do," he protested.
She smiled wistfully.

"How easy it is to utter words!" she sighed.
"Marry me," he answered, leaning towards her, his eyes devouring her now, "and you shall find my words very quickly turned to deeds." "Ah," said she, and her smile broadened and took on a scornful twist, "you make conditions now.

If I will marry you, there is nothing you will not do for me; so that, conversely, I may take it that if I do not marry you, there is nothing you will do.