"Don't do that, Guss?"
"I often think it will be best. You don't know what my life is,—how wretched. And you made it so."
"Is that fair, Guss?"
"Quite fair! Quite true! You have made it miserable. You know you have. Of course you know it."
"Can I help it now?"
"Yes you can. I can be patient if you will say that it shall be some day. I could put up with anything if you would let me hope. When you have got that twenty thousand pounds——?"
"But I shall never have it."
"If you do,—will you marry me then? Will you promise me that you will never marry anybody else?"
"I never shall."
"But will you promise me? If you will not say so much as that to me you must be false indeed. When you have the twenty thousand pounds will you marry me?"