His voice rose and fell in impassioned cadence, his eyes burned into
hers, how was she not to believe him? How was she to refuse the succour
so timely offered, seemingly so disinterested? Still she made an
effort.
"I must think it over, you must go away and let me think--oh, don't
imagine I do not recognise your generosity--but I cannot think it right
for me to take advantage of it."
"Ragna," he said solemnly, "this means more to me than you think. I told
you that my life without you would be worth nothing to me. I give you my
word of honour that if you refuse I will kill myself--I can't live
without you. I mean what I say and I always speak the truth. When I was
a little boy in the _collegio_ Cardinal Ferri who was the head-master
used to call me up when there had been any mischief, and say to me:
'Tell me the straight of this, Valentini, you are the only one I know
who always speaks the truth!' and I would weep, I would struggle, but I
had to tell the truth, and I did. And remember, Ragna, if you marry me,
I will be a brother to you, dear, it will be enough for me just to have
you near me, to feel your sweet presence in the house, to have your
society always:--I will not ask for more unless you give it of your own
accord."
"Give me time," said Ragna desperately, "give me time to think it over."
"Very well, I will give you until to-morrow at this hour. I shall come
for my answer,--and if it is not 'yes,' you know what will happen, I
swear it!" He released her hands and she passed them over her face.
"Till to-morrow," she said, "that is not much time."
"It is enough,--and it is too long for a man to wait for his death
sentence or for the gift of life. Oh, Ragna, I do love you so! It must
be yes."
"Now you must go," she said.
"Don't send me away, dear,--here at least I can see you, I am with you,
life is possible. Let me stay a little longer!"
"No, you must go now, I can't think clearly with you here. If you want
your answer to-morrow you must go now."
"I will go then, dear, since you wish it--see how obedient I am! You can
do anything with me, anything, Ragna darling! Give me one kiss then and
I will go?"
He bent over her but she turned her head away.
"No, not that! and you said in any case that you would be content to be
a brother to me."
"But you would let a brother kiss you! Just one, darling!"
"No," she said firmly and he saw that it would be unwise to insist.
"As you will, then, dear,--see, again I yield to your wish, and
to-morrow you will give me my answer--remember what it will mean to me
and to you."
He rose and slowly crossed the room and, as he reached the door, turned
with the one word,
"Remember!"
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