"I am pretty certain not to deserve condign punishment on that score," fondly. "Darling, can it be really true that we are together again, that all the late horrible hopelessness is at an end? Cecilia, if this should prove a dream, and I awoke now, it would kill me."
"Nay, it is no dream," softly. Turning up her perfect face, until the lips are close to his, she whispers, "Kiss me, and be convinced."
CHAPTER XXXII.
"How hard it is to hide the sparks of nature!"
—Cymbeline.
"No, truly, Ursula, she is too disdainful
I know, her spirits are as coy and wild
As haggards of the rock.