“And you have found it out now?”
“Yes; and I’d give anything to be as ignorant as I was yesterday.”
“Oh, but, Percy, dear,” she whispered excitedly, “I must know that.”
“I cannot—I dare not tell you.”
“Not tell me—and you said you loved me!”
“As I do with all my heart.”
“Then you cannot keep anything from me.”
“I’ll tell your uncle, and ask his opinion first.”
“No, no, Percy. I must know now—I must, indeed. No matter how terrible, you cannot keep it from me.”
“But it is like betraying the man whom I’d give anything to save.”