‘Why not?’ he demanded fiercely.
‘You will send me away. You will say it is right for me to go,’ she replied sadly.
‘Do we not love each other?’ was his impatient answer.
‘Ah! yes, love,’ she said; ‘but love is not all.’
‘No!’ cried Craig; ‘but love is the best’
‘Yes!’ she said sadly; ‘love is the best, and it is for love’s sake we will do the best.’
‘There is no better work than here. Surely this is best,’ and he pictured his plans before her. She listened eagerly.
‘Oh! if it should be right,’ she cried, ‘I will do what you say. You are good, you are wise, you shall tell me.’
She could not have recalled him better. He stood silent some moments, then burst out passionately—
‘Why then has love come to us? We did not seek it. Surely love is of God. Does God mock us?’