Still she did not speak. Remember how young, and innocent, and motherless she was! It seemed to her as if it would be happiness enough to be with him; and as for the future, he would arrange and decide for that. The future lay wrapped in a golden mist, which she did not care to penetrate; but if he, her sun, was out of sight and gone, the golden mist became dark heavy gloom, through which no hope could come. He took her hand. good strapon
"Will you not come with me? Do you not love me enough to trust me? Oh, Ruth (reproachfully), can you not trust me?" got strapon
She had stopped crying, but was sobbing sadly. free strap on
"I cannot bear this, love. Your sorrow is absolute pain to me; but it is worse to feel how indifferent you are--how little you care about our separation."
He dropped her hand. She burst into a fresh fit of crying.