It means life to me." "Oh, if you only could do it," she cried so fervently, that his heart leaped with pity for her.
"I love you, Rosalie.

I would give my whole life to make you happy.
Listen, dearest--don't turn away from me! Are you afraid of me ?" He was almost wailing it into her ear.
"I--I was only thinking of the danger, Wicker.

You are not watching the road," she said, flushing a deep red.

He laughed gaily for the first time in months.
"It is a wide road and clear," he said jubilantly.

"We are alone and we are merely drifting.