“Time has wrought no change.” A pause. “I love you, with all my heart.”
Then, ere she could answer more, I had her in my arms, from which she struggled to be free, at first, but, when she found I held her close, she was quiet. I kissed her on the mouth.
“Don’t, Edward,” she cried in sudden terror, “some one is coming.”
I resumed my seat on the bench.
“I have something to tell you,” I said, after a little. “You must not call me Edward.”
“Oh, then,” with a mock air of admiration, “Captain Amherst, Your Excellency, I pray your pardon.”
“Nor yet Captain Amherst,” I went on, smiling.
“What then, may it please you, sir?”
“That is it.”
“What?”