It sounds like an empty phrase to say it, but if you will give me your life to take care of, I shall only have one thought--to make you happy.

Could I succeed?
That is what you have to ask yourself.

You are not happy now.

Do you think that, if you stay on here, the future is likely to be any better for you ?" She shook her head drearily.
"I believe," she confessed, "that I have reached the very limit of my endurance." He came a little nearer.

His hands rested upon her shoulders very lightly, yet they seemed like some enveloping chain.