But he knows that I love you dearly, and he
would give me your hand if you gave me your heart. Do not try to hide it
from me any longer, love. Do you not love me already?" and he bent his head
beside her own. "Lift up your face and tell me, dearest."
But Dexie could not raise her eyes; she was afraid to believe the sweet
words she heard. Did he really love her, after all!
"Think how long I have loved you, Dexie," he added, tenderly, "and yet you
have never given me one word to encourage me, but have been so cruel--so
cruel! Dexie, have you nothing to say to me after all this waiting?" and he
lifted her head to his arm, saying softly, "If I wounded you to-night by my
abrupt announcement, it was unintentionally. I thought you would guess my
meaning; but you would not even look at me. You will believe me, Dexie, for
I did not mean to vex you," he pleaded earnestly.
Still no answer; but Guy seemed to know intuitively what was in her
thoughts, and she no longer shrank from him when he stroked her soft hair
and drew her closer to his breast.
"Uncover your face and look at me, dearest. Did you not know that I cared
for you? Tell me, Dexie.
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