“Will you tempt me too much!”

“For thy love of poor Godiva.”

The Earl turned with a roar.

“My love! What of thine, so to scheme to rob me?”

“O, not rob, but give. I would have them love thee as I love.”

“By robbing me. That is a one-sided compact. I see naught but my own loss in it.”

“Alas! I would give my all.”

“A vain boast. What is thine to give?”

She sighed.

“My love, perhaps?” he said, mocking.