Yes, this was the love she had read of and thought about.
"Beatrice," cried Hugh, "do not undo me with one word.

Say you love me, my darling--say I may return and claim you as my own.

Your whole life shall be like one long, bright summer's day." She was carried away by the burning torrent of passionate words.

With all her spirit and pride she felt weak and powerless before the mighty love of this strong man.

Almost unconscious of what she did, Beatrice laid her white hands upon the dark, handsome head of her lover.
"Hush, Hugh," she said, "you frighten me.