And she sat before the man who had tempted her from the path of safety, weeping, and quivering like a leaf in the wind.
"Caroline! What has come over you!" said Lawson, in deep perplexity.
"This is only a weakness.

Come! Nerve your heart like a brave, good girl! Come! It will soon be over." And he bent down and kissed her wet cheek, while she shrunk from him with an involuntary dread.

But, he drew his arm around her waist, and almost forced her to rise.
"There now! Dry your tears!" And he placed his handkerchief to her eyes.

"It is but a moment of weakness, Caroline,--of natural weakness." As he said this, he was pressing her forward towards the door of the apartment where the clergyman (such clergymen disgrace their profession) awaited their appearance.
"Charles ?" said Caroline, with a suddenly constrained calmness--"do you love me ?" "Better than my own life!" was instantly replied.
"Then take me to my father.

I am too young--too weak--too inexperienced for this." "The moment we are united you shall go home," returned Lawson.