But he has never let us get together and it was only today for the first time that I saw a chance of having a few words with her alone.

She was glad to meet me, but when she did it was not love that she would talk about, and she wouldn't have let me talk about it either if she could have stopped it.

She kept coming back to it that this was a place of danger, and that she would never be happy until I had left it.

I told her that since I had seen her I was in no hurry to leave it, and that if she really wanted me to go, the only way to work it was for her to arrange to go with me.

With that I offered in as many words to marry her, but before she could answer, down came this brother of hers, running at us with a face on him like a madman.