"Dearest mother!" (Still love is selfish, and in an instant he reverted to his own hopes and fears in a way that drew the cold creeping shadow over Mrs. Thornton's heart.) "But I know she does not care for me. I shall put myself at her feet--I must. If it were but one chance in a thousand--or a million--I should do it."

'Dearest mother! But I know she does not care for me. I shall put myself at her feet - I must. If it were but one chance in a thousand - or a million - I should do it.'
