You think that, too, don't you?
Why--why did you ask me ?" A premonition of evil assailed her, and her voice trembled a little.
"I asked you because--because if you marry me you will have to face the fact that there is a secret in my life which I cannot share with you--something I can't tell you about." Then, as he saw the blank look on her face, he went on rapidly: "It will be the only thing, beloved.
There shall be nothing else in life that will not be 'ours,' between us, shared by us both.

I swear it!.

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Diana, I must make you understand.