"Suppose you wait a little longer."

"I have waited too long already from necessity." It was on his lips to add:

"I have gone too far with her; it is too late to retreat;" but he checked

himself.

"If I should feel, then, that I must withhold my consent?"

He grew serious, and after the silence of a few moments, he said with great

respect:"I should be sorry; but--" and then he forbore.

"If Major Falconer should withhold his?"

He shook his head, and set his lips, turning his face away through courtesy.

"It would make no difference! Nothing would make any difference!" and then

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another silence followed.

"I suppose all this would be considered the proof that you loved her," she

began at length, despairingly, "but even love is not enough to begin with;

much less is it enough to live by."

"You don't appreciate her! You don't do her justice!" he cried rudely. "But

perhaps no woman can ever understand why a man loves any other woman!"

"I am not thinking of why you love my niece," she replied, with a curl of

pride in her nostril and a flash of anger in her eyes. "I am thinking of why

you will cease to love her, and why you will both be unhappy if you marry

her. It is not my duty to analyze your affections; it is my duty to take

care of her welfare.""My dear friend," he cried, his face aglow with

impatient enthusiasm --"my dear friend" and he suddenly lifted her hand to

his lips, "I have but one anxiety in the whole matter: will you cease to be

my friend if I act in opposition to your wishes?"

"Should I cease to be your friend because you had made a mistake? It is not

to me you are unkind," she answered, quickly withdrawing her hand. Spots of

the palest rose appeared on her cheeks, and she bent over and picked up the

rake, and began to work.

"I must be going," he said awkwardly; "it is getting late."

"Yes," she said; "it is getting late."

Still he lingered, swinging his hat in his hand, ill at case, with his face

set hard away.

"Is that all you have to say to me?" he asked at length, wheeling and

looking her steadily and fondly in the eyes.




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