Was all her misery to end?
Did this man come back from the mists of memory BECAUSE he loved her?
She tried to speak but nothing came from her parched lips and tightened throat.
Then she became conscious that he was speaking again, and she listened to him with all her senses, with all her heart, and from her soul.
"I knew you would never write to me, and somehow I wondered just how much you cared for me—if at all. So I came here. I love you, Peg. I want you to be my wife. I want to care for you, and tend you, and make you happy. I love you!"
Her heart leaped and strained. The blood surged to her temples.
"Do you love me?" she whispered, and her voice trembled and broke.
"I do. Indeed I do. Be my wife."
"But you have a title," she pleaded
"Share it with me!" he replied.