"No; I don't repent it;--what you call my goodness? I love you too entirely for that."
"My darling!" And now he passed his arm round her waist as they stood near the empty fireplace. "And if you love me--"
"I do love you."
"Then why should you not wish to come to me?"
"I do wish it. I think I wish it."
"But, Alice, you must have wished it altogether when you consented to be my wife."

"No; I love you too entirely for that."
"My darling!" He passed his arm round her waist. "Then why should you not wish to come to me?"
"I do wish it, I think. 