“Our hearts will always be together.”
“Come to me then, Philip, come to me!”
“The purest part of our hearts—our souls——”
“But I want you! Will you drive a girl to shame herself again? I want you, Philip! I want your eyes that I may see them every day; and your hair, that I may feel it with my hands; and your lips—can I help it?—yes, and your lips, that I may kiss and kiss them!”
“Kate! Kate! Turn your eyes away. Don't look at me like that!” She was fighting for her life. It was to be now or never.
“If you won't come to me, I'll go to you!” she cried; and then she sprang upon him, and all grew confused, the berries of the nightshade whipped his forehead, and the moon and the stars went out.
“My love! My darling! My girl!”
“You won't go now?” she sobbed.
“God forgive me, I cannot.”
“Kiss me. I feel your heart beating. You are mine—mine—mine! Say you won't go now!”