"What is't to you ?" "Everything!" he answered hotly.

"Everything! It is Heaven and Hell to me.

Ten days ago, Hortensia, I asked you to marry me--" "No more," she begged him, an arm thrown out to stay him.
"But there is more," he answered, advancing again.

"This time I can make the offer more attractive.

Marry me, and Caryll is not only free to depart, but no evidence shall be laid against him.