“I have the greatest respect for you, and wish in my heart you might be happy.”
“Do not send me away without answering me one question. Do you love another?”
“Have you a right to know the secrets of my heart?”
“Perhaps not, but if it is so I shall give you up without another word.”
“Then be satisfied that it is so.”
“God help me,” said Ross, as he turned to leave her.
“Ross,” she said, in a low, soft voice, “do not be offended; be a brother to me, for as such I shall always care for you.”
“I will try,” he said, with a smile, as he looked into her eyes, ere he left the spot.
She watched his form as he walked up the slope, and her heart was filled with pity.