'Have I done wrong?' said Cameron, in a breathless voice, after a little time; 'God knows I never meant that you should see how dearly, how desperately, and how hopelessly I love you when I let the precious secret escape me as I did; but it is done now.'
She was pale as death and trembling violently, as she thought of her mother; yet she nestled closely and clingingly to him.
'You love me, Eveline?'
'Can you ask?' she whispered. 'Yes—oh, yes—Evan.'
He was intoxicated, and drew her close to him again. Such a moment comes but once in life—once only!
'Let us go now—we shall be missed,' said Eveline.
'Oh, stay one moment longer, darling.'
'Mamma, if we could only get her to be our friend, all might be right and go well.'
'Even with my poverty, Eveline?'
'Don't call it so. Yes, papa always gives in to her in the long run.'