Silence again?
That means yes.

Then let me add, that I cannot live without you, and if you answer No to this last question, you will drive me mad .-- Will you bestow yourself upon me ?--you will!' he cried, nearly squeezing me to death in his arms.
'No, no!' I exclaimed, struggling to free myself from him--'you must ask my uncle and aunt.' 'They won't refuse me, if you don't.' 'I'm not so sure of that--my aunt dislikes you.' 'But you don't, Helen--say you love me, and I'll go.' 'I wish you would go!' I replied.
'I will, this instant,--if you'll only say you love me.' 'You know I do,' I answered.

And again he caught me in his arms, and smothered me with kisses.
At that moment my aunt opened wide the door, and stood before us, candle in hand, in shocked and horrified amazement, gazing alternately at Mr.
Huntingdon and me--for we had both started up, and now stood wide enough asunder.

But his confusion was only for a moment.

Rallying in an instant, with the most enviable assurance, he began,--'I beg ten thousand pardons, Mrs.Maxwell! Don't be too severe upon me.