"I
do believe you are the most vexatious creature that ever lived."
"It makes me happy to hear you acknowledge that, Mr. McNeil; and I think
you are far too sensible to want to spend your whole life with such a
vexatious creature as you know me to be. Put a stop to all this nonsense,
and let us return home."
"Never! You are trifling with a matter that is more than life and death to
me, and you make jokes while I suffer. Do you think I cannot see through
all this professed love for Lancy? Do girls in love confess it to a third
party so freely and openly? No! Lancy has no place in your heart at all. I
have watched you too closely to be mistaken," and before she was aware of
his intention her hands were seized in his strong grasp as he poured out
his heart in a torrent of passionate words.
Dexie was moved in spite of herself. She looked into the face so near her,
and asked herself the question, "Why could she not love him?" He surely
loved her truly, or he would not speak so earnestly. A future such as he
could give her would be eagerly grasped by many young girls. She had never
thought his face half so expressive as it now appeared to her.
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