"I would, indeed."
"Then I will marry you and not let people know."
"Thank you, sweetheart. You are so good!"
He would have kissed her again, but she would not let him. Her heart was sore at having consented to a secret marriage.
"Let us be married on Wednesday night after prayer-meeting."
"Oh! I couldn't get a new dress by that time."
Gill laughed at her vanity.
"I thought you looked the prettiest I ever saw you on your birthday."
"Would you like me to wear that dress?"
"Yes, dear."