“I will call for you at ten o’clock if you will permit me.”
“Thank you, I shall be glad,” she replied, frankly; and then he hurried away, almost frightened at himself for having impulsively offered her his escort, and half pleased, half repentant.
CHAPTER IV.
“AND THOU WERT GAY, THOUGH I WAS NOT WITH THEE!”
Go—strive the sea wave to control;
Or, wouldst thou keep me thine,
Be thou all being to my soul,
And fill each want divine;
Play every string in Love’s sweet lyre,
Set all its music flowing;