She bent lower over her work.
"That was nothing.

Madelon"-- he paused a moment; she was silent--"Madelon, tell me.

Are you--are you satisfied--with this step you are going to take ?" "Yes." "There is nothing I can do?
You know I would do--anything to-- You know if you wished--I would do whatever you said." "You will marry Dorothy Fair," Madelon said, in such a tone of calm assertion that he quailed before it.
"Then you--are satisfied to--marry Lot-- It is your wish ?" "Yes." "Oh, my God!" said Burr, and went out, while Madelon took another stitch in her wedding-gown..