"Of course not," said Doris, with delicious assurance.
"You will be true to me forever."
"Yes; I will be true forever," said Doris.
If she played at love-making, she would play her part perfectly, let come what would afterward.
"And you will marry me? When will you marry me?" urged this impetuous young lover.
"How can I tell? This is all very pleasant, being lovers; and then you must ask—the people at the farm." She spoke with reluctance. It always irritated her to call the honest Brace family "parents, sister." "I can't be married till they say so. And—there's your mother."
"They will all agree to what will make us happy."
"And will you agree to what will make me happy?"
"Yes, my darling, with all my heart and soul!"
"Then you must build up fame, and get money, and go to London to live, for I do not love this country life. Only think, to live in London among the literati and the noted people! We will surely do that Earle?"