He recognised the luxury of her love; but
it did not occur to him even to hope that she might have come to rescue
him from the evil of his days. Trevelyan was standing by, the while,
looking on; but he did not speak till she addressed him.
'I am so thankful to you for bringing him to me,' she said.
'I told you that you should see him,' he said. 'Perhaps it might have
been better that I should have sent him by a servant; but there are
circumstances which make me fear to let him out of my sight.'
'Do you think that I did not wish to see you also? Louis, why do you do
me so much wrong? Why do you treat me with such cruelty?' Then she
threw her arms round his neck, and before he could repulse her before
he could reflect whether it would be well that he should repulse her or
not she had covered his brow and cheeks and lips with kisses. 'Louis,'
she said; 'Louis, speak to me!'
'It is hard to speak sometimes,' he said.
'You love me, Louis?'
'Yes I love you. But I am afraid of you!'
'What is it that you fear? I would give my life for you, if you would
only come back to me and let me feel that you believed me to be true.
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