I will not go down country," she added; "I will not go to Europe.

You must take me to the Transvaal.

That is out of the world.

People we meet there we need not see again in our future lives." "Oh, my darling," he said, bending tenderly, and holding his hand out to her, "why will you not give yourself entirely to me?
One day you will desert me and go to another." She shook her head without looking at him.
"No, life is too long.

But I will go with you." "When ?" "Tomorrow.