He put his right hand under her chin and lifted the face.
"Lily, I want the truth. I intend to have it; and all of it. Now look me in the eye and answer me solemnly, remembering that the God you reverence hears your words. Do you really love Mr. Lindsay?"
"Yes; he is so good, how can I help feeling attached to him?"
"You love him next to your mother?"
"I think I do."
The words cost her a great effort, and her eyes wandered from his.
"Look straight at me. You love him so well you wish to be his wife?"
"I want to make him happy if I can."
"No evasions, if you please. Answer yes, or no. Is Mr. Lindsay dearer to you than all else in the world?"
"Next to mother's his happiness is dearest to me."