Her humility, perhaps, touched him, for at her words he became strangely agitated, and his face grew pale to the very lips.
‘Nay,’ he said, ‘I must ask that of you. Whatever happens, will you never cease to love me?’
‘Whatever happens, Willie,’ she answered softly, ‘I shall love you more and more.’
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