"Little you know of what I like or dislike!"
"You can soon prove him wrong, sir!" said Amy, clasping her hands, and looking up in his face through the growing light of the morning. "Forgive us, and take me too; I was so happy to think I was going to belong to you all! I would never have married him, if I had known—without your consent, I mean. It was very wrong of Corney, but I will try to make him sorry for it."
"You never will!" said Corney, again burying his head in the pillow.
Now first the full horror of what he had done broke upon the mind of Mr. Raymount. He stood for a moment appalled.
"You will let me take him away then?" said Amy, thinking he hesitated to receive her.
Now whether it was from an impulse of honesty towards her, or of justification of himself, I cannot tell, but he instantly returned:
"Do you know that his money is stolen?"
"If he stole it," she replied, "he will never steal again."
"He will never get another chance. He cannot get a situation now."
"I will work for both. It will only be me instead of him, and that's no difference; he belongs to me as much as I do to him. If he had only kept nothing from me, nothing of this would have happened.—Do come, Corney, while I am able to walk; I feel as if I were going to die."