Lucia, you will come to love me and all the blessings of the Lord that marriage brings. " "God forbid!" exclaimed Wood, fervently; and, as if afraid of prolonging the interview, he added, with some precipitation, "But I must be going: I've stayed here too long already. I felt—wrapped in thick cobwebs. Nor can we. . ‘Now see here, missie. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom he had just left. But you,” he continued, moving imperceptibility a little nearer to her, “you are mine. He had been on the point of leaving the restaurant.
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