you. If I did—do you think it would be true
love in me to tell you so, when I know what it
would cost you? Oh indeed you must never
marry me! In your own country you would
never have heard of me—never seen me—surely
never written me such a letter to tell me that you
love me and want to marry me. It is not that I
am ashamed of my business or of the folks around
me, or ashamed that I am only the charity child
of two poor players, who lived and died working