"Yes, dear, that’s what I mean. I know you are a good, pure girl, and I
am simply miserable without you. No human being could imagine the depth
of my love. It has simply driven me crazy, along with the way you have
acted lately. My father and mother may object, but it’s got to be done,
and it will all blow over. Now, Virginia, what will you say? I leave it
all to you. You may name the place and time—I’m your slave from now on.
Your wonderful grace and beauty have simply captured me. I’ll do the
best I can to hold up my end of the thing. My cousin, Chester Sively, is
a good sort of chap, and, to be frank, when he saw how miserable I was
down there, he drew it out of me. I told him my folks would object and
make it hot for me, but that I could not live without you, and he
advised me to come straight home and propose to you. You see, he thought
perhaps I had offended you in not making my intentions plainer at the
start, and that when you knew how I felt you would not be so hard on me.
Now, you are not going to be, are you, little girl? After all those
delicious walks we used to have, and the things you have at least let me
believe, I know you won’t go back on me. Oh, we’ll have a glorious time!
Chester will advance me some money, I am sure, and we’ll take a trip.
We’ll sail from Savannah to New York and stay away, by George, till the
old folks come to their senses. I admit I was wrong in all that
miserable business. I ought to have given you that money and not made
you come for it, but being a mad fool like that once doesn’t prove I
can’t turn over a new leaf. Now, you try me."
He advanced towards her, his hand extended to clasp hers, but she
suddenly drew back.
"I couldn’t think of marrying you," she said, almost under her breath.
"I couldn’t under any possible circumstances."
"Oh, Virginia, you don’t mean that!" he cried, crestfallen. "You are
still mad about being—being frightened that night, and that old hag
finding out about it. No woman would relish having another come up at
just such an awkward moment and get her vile old head full of all sorts
of unfair notions. But this, you see—you are old enough to see that
marriage actually puts everything straight, even to the bare possibility
of anything ever leaking out. That’s why I think you will act sensibly."
To his surprise, Virginia, without looking at him, covered her face with
her hands. He saw her pretty shoulders rise as if she had smothered a
sob. Hoping that she was moved by the humility and earnestness of his
appeal, he caught one of her hands gently and started to pull it from
her face. But, to his surprise, she shrank back and stared straight and
defiantly in his eyes.
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