And if to save the life he has offered for you, you are thinking of being generous and impulsive enough to sacrifice your future--in the absence of your father, it will become my plain duty, as the protector in whose hands he has placed you, to prevent such rashness.

The very words you speak, and the manner in which you say them, prove that you are a mere child, and have not dreamed what love is." Then the Angel grew splendid.

A rosy flush swept the pallor of fear from her face.

Her big eyes widened and dilated with intense lights.

She seemed to leap to the height and the dignity of superb womanhood before their wondering gaze.
"I never have had to dream of love," she said proudly.