"Jeremiah," she answered, and he did not reprove her, because he was too intent upon her response, "there's nothing in the world I wouldn't do for you."
"Nothing?"
"Nothing. What should I be but for you? What would the world be to me but for you? If you were in danger, and I could save you by—"
He put his fingers upon her lips, and looked fearsomely around.
"That will do," he said.
Then he kissed her, and she threw her arms passionately around his neck, and pressed him close to her breast.
Half an hour afterward she went up to Miser Farebrother's room.
"Are you any better? Do you feel any stronger?"
"No. Why do you ask? Why do you intrude when you're not wanted?"
"Your daughter has come home."