"There has!"
"I thought of it,—not knowing myself; before I had seen you. You shall know it all if you will only say that you love me."
"I should like to know it all first."
"You do know it all;—almost. I have told you that she knows what I said to you at Killancodlem. Is not that enough?"
"And she approves!"
"What has that to do with it? Lady Mabel is my friend, but not my guardian."
"Has she a right to expect that she should be your wife?"
"No;—certainly not. Why should you ask all this? Do you love me? Come, Isabel; say that you love me. Will you call me vain if I say that I almost think you do? You cannot doubt about my love;—not now."
"No;—not now."
"You needn't. Why won't you be as honest to me? If you hate me, say so;—but if you love me—!"