‘An unlucky day,’ said Nell, with a slight shiver. ‘But I have not
promised yet. You must give me till this afternoon to think it over, Mr
Portland. It has been too hurried a proposal.’
‘Oh, come, I say, that’s too bad. You’ve as good as said you’d consent.
I’m in downright earnest, Nell, ‘pon my soul I am, and as far as in
me lies I’ll make you a good husband. Now don’t be afraid. I know you
never had a great opinion of me, but I’m going to reform now, on my
word I am, and turn over a new leaf if you’ll only help me. Come now,
say it’s a settled thing.’
‘Not till this afternoon,’ she reiterated. ‘Be here at two o’clock, and
I will give you my final answer then. But only under the conditions
I have named. I must have the letters beforehand to examine, and the
assurance that you have kept none of them back, and then you shall
deliver them to me in the registrar’s office. On no other terms will I
meet you there.’
‘All right, I agree to them. But now you had better go, or Lennox may
come rushing in. Good-night. Are you not going to kiss me before you
leave?’
Nell shook her head.
‘There will be time for that afterwards,’ she said gravely. ‘And don’t
forget, Mr Portland, that I have held back nothing from you to-night,
and that I come to you with no disguise. You have seen into my heart.
If you elect to buy an empty casket don’t blame the seller.’
‘I shall blame no one and nothing,’ he replied. ‘I am only too pleased
to get you on any terms. I see you do not believe me when I say I love
you, and have loved you all along. You think such a word from my lips
a sacrilege, but still it is true, and I shall try to make you love me
in return. I am a wild, reckless, perhaps dishonourable fellow, but I
have one soft spot in my heart, and that is for you. I shall be here
without fail at two o’clock this afternoon. Mind you have your answer
ready. And mark you, Nell,’ he continued rather fiercely, ‘if it is
“No” the fate of the Ilfracombes is sealed. I shall not be able to bear
the disappointment. I shall lay it at his door, and I will take my
revenge without delay. You understand?’
‘Yes, perfectly. And I _think_ my answer will not be “No.”’
She passed away through the narrow passage as she spoke, and Jack
Portland stood and watched her disappear with a new feeling in his
heart.
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