"You needn't be a bit afraid. I would not do it if they were to kill me. I hate him,--and I do so love you." Then she leaned with all her weight upon his arm and looked up again into his beautiful face. "You will speak to papa; won't you?"

"I would not do it if they were to kill me. I hate him - and I do so love you." Then she leaned upon his arm and looked up again into his beautiful face. "You will speak to papa; won't you?"
