"I do not want to be relieved from any obligation," said he, goaded by her calm manner. "Fancied, or not fancied--I question not myself to know which--I choose to believe that I owe my very life to you--ay--smile, and think it an exaggeration if you will. I believe it, because it adds a value to that life to think--oh, Miss Hale!" continued he, lowering his voice to such a tender intensity of passion that she shivered and trembled before him, "to think circumstances so wrought, that whenever I exult in existence henceforward, I may say to myself, 'All this gladness in life, all honest pride in doing my work in the world, all this keen sense of being, I owe to her!' And it doubles the gladness, it makes the pride glow, it sharpens the sense of existence till I hardly know if it is pain or pleasure to think that I owe it to one--nay, you must, you shall hear,"--said he, stepping forward with stern determination--"to one whom I love, as I do not believe man ever loved woman before." He held her hand tight in his. He panted as he listened for what should come. He threw the hand away with indignation, as he heard her icy tone; for icy it was, though the words came faltering out, as if she knew not where to find them.

'I do not want to be relieved from any obligation,' said he, goaded by her calm manner. 'I choose to believe that I owe my very life to you - aye, smile, and think it an exaggeration if you will. I believe it, because it adds a value to that life to think - oh, Miss Hale!' His voice held such a tender intensity of passion that she shivered. 'Henceforward, I may say to myself, "All this gladness in life, all honest pride in doing my work in the world, all this keen sense of being, I owe to her!" And it doubles the gladness, it makes the pride glow, it sharpens the sense of existence till I hardly know if it is pain or pleasure, to think that I owe it to one - nay, you must, you shall hear - to one whom I love, as I do not believe man ever loved woman before.'
He held her hand tight in his, listening for what should come - and threw the hand away with indignation, as he heard her icy tone. For icy it was, though the words came faltering.
