She would neither take him on his terms nor let him go.

And the more she resisted him the more he fell down and worshiped her, until, at length, he was ready to give up everything for her sake, and offer her marriage.

That was what she really wanted to fetch him to, for she was ambitious as well as honest--that she was! Are you listening to me, my lady ?" "I am listening," breathed the bride, in a faint voice.
She had turned her chair around, so that her weary head could rest upon the corner of the dressing-table, where she now leaned, face downward, on her spread hands.
"Well, my lady, when she had fetched him to that pass as to offer her marriage, she took him at his word, and he brought her up to London.

And they were married, sure enough, in the old church at St.Margaret's near by where I live, in Westminster." "It is false! It is false! It is false as--Oh! Heaven of Heavens!" cried Salome, wildly, throwing back her head and hands, and then dropping them again with a low, heart-broken moan.
"I am cut to the soul, my lady, to say this; but I must say it, even for your sake, my lady, and I only say what I can easy prove," spoke the woman, humbly.
"Go on, go on," moaned Salome, without lifting her head.
"Well, my lady, after their marriage, they came to my house to live, which this was the way of it; I had a three-story brick house on Westminster Road, and I took lodgers.

But what between getting only a few lodgers, and them being bad pay, I got myself over head and ears in debt, and was in danger of being sold up by my creditors, when a certain person, as called hisself Mr.John Scott, come and took the whole house right offen my hands just as it was, and engaged me as his housekeeper, telling of me as he was just married, and was agoing to bring home his wife.