"And I have loved Canada so! I have been so happy here." "And now I have hurt you ?--I have spoilt everything ?" "It is your unhappiness does that--and that you will spoil your life.
Promise me only this one thing--to come to England! Promise me!" He sat down in a quiet despair that she would urge him so.

A long argument followed between them, and at last she wore him down.

She dared say nothing more of the Commissionership; but he promised her to come to England some time in the following winter; and with that she had to be content.
Then she gave him breakfast.

During their conversation, which Elizabeth guided as far as possible to indifferent topics, the name of Mariette was mentioned.

He was still, it seemed, at Vancouver.