You don't know what men's passions are.

Forgive me!" "With all my heart, dear," said Mary, crying gently.
He put both arms suddenly round her neck and kissed her wet eyes with a sigh of despair.

Then he seemed to tear himself away by a great effort, and she leaned limp and powerless on the gate, and heard his footsteps die away into the night.

They struck chill upon her foreboding heart, for she felt that they were parted..