I only want to be quite sure when....

And besides, you must remember, I have your promise." Felix clasped his own hands despondently in return, and gazed across at her from his seat a few feet off in unspeakable misery.
"Muriel," he cried, "I couldn't.

I haven't the heart.

I daren't." Muriel rose and laid her hand solemnly on his arm.

"You will!" she answered, boldly.