7/12 What to me is race or blood? Edward has made overtures of peace if I would return to England. For thy sake I will live beneath his sway; be but mine, and oh, we shall be happy yet." "And my father," gasped the unhappy girl, for the generous nature of Arthur's love rendered her trial almost too severe. "Wilt thou protect him too? "Thou canst not--I knew it--oh bless thee for thy generous love; but tempt me no more, Arthur; it cannot be; I dare not be thy bride." "And yet thou speakest of love. |