“Am I to go alone, then, leaving all I care for behind me?”
“No, take your mother with you, and do your best to reunite your parents. You could not give yourself to a better task.”
“She won't go without you.”
“I think she will if you hold fast to your resolution. You won't give that up, I hope?”
“No I must go somewhere, for I can't stay here, and it may as well be India, since that pleases Father,” answered Charlie doggedly.
“It will more than you can imagine. Tell him all the truth, and see how glad he will be to help you, and how sincerely he will respect you for what you've done.”
“If you respect me, I don't care much about the opinion of anyone else,” answered Charlie, clinging with a lover's pertinacity to the hope that was dearest.
“I shall, if you go manfully away and do the duty you owe your father and yourself.”
“And when I've done it, may I come back to be rewarded, Rose?” he asked, taking possession of the hand on his arm as if it was already his.
“I wish I could say what you want me to. But how can I promise when I am not sure of anything? I don't love you as I ought, and perhaps I never shall so why persist in making me bind myself in this way? Be generous, Charlie, and don't ask it,” implored Rose, much afflicted by his persistence.