'Not a day's unnecessary delay! Write to both your sisters this evening and tell them.

I wish them both to come and live with us.' 'Very well.' 'Now, won't you be glad?
Won't it be better in every way ?' He came so near that she felt his feverish breath.
'I told you before,' she answered, 'to do just as you liked.' 'And you won't talk about being kept a prisoner ?' Monica laughed.
'Oh no, I won't say anything at all.' She scarcely knew what words fell from her lips.

Let him propose, let him do what he liked; to her it was indifferent.

She saw something before her--something she durst not, even an hour ago, have steadily contemplated; it drew her with the force of fate.
'You know we couldn't go on living like this--don't you, Monica ?' 'No, we couldn't.' 'You see!' He almost shouted in triumph, misled by the smile on her face.

'All that was needed was resolution on my part.