There was a pause, and then she falteringly said, "Love—"
"As you give to me-"
"As you give to me—"
"And I'll take you poor as you are—"
"And I'll take you poor as you are—"
"To be my husband as long as you live—"
"To be my husband as long as you live—"
"So help me, God."
"So help me, God."
She stooped with dropping tears, and he kissed her once. Then what was girl in her timidly drew back, while what was woman in her, and therefore maternal, yearned over the sufferer.