If you would let me wait for a week I think perhaps I could tell you." Gregory picked up the cloak and wrapped it round her.
"If you could but love me as I love you," he said; "but no woman can love as a man can.

I will wait till Saturday.

I will not once come near you till then.

Good-bye! Oh, Em," he said, turning again, and twining his arm about her, and kissing her surprised little mouth, "if you are not my wife I cannot live.

I have never loved another woman, and I never shall!--never, never!" "You make me afraid," said Em.