I promised very different things to get you to marry me, and I mean to stand by them.

If you are impatient at all of this secrecy, tell Mr.Hope." "I can't now," said Mary, a little bitterly.
"Why not, since I consent ?" "An unwilling consent is no consent." "Mary, you are too tyrannical.

How can I downright like a thing I don't like?
I yield my will to yours; there's a certain satisfaction in that.

I really can say no more." "Then say no more," said Mary, almost severely.
"At all events give me a kiss at parting." Mary gave him that directly, but it was not a warm one.
He galloped away upon his errand, and as she paced slowly back toward Mr.
Hope's office she was a good deal put out.

What should she say to Mr.
Hope now?
She could not defy Walter's evident wishes, and make a clean breast of the matter.