"This belongs to me now, darling, does it not? You _will_ be my own
darling little wife, won't you?" I repeated.
She said nothing, but, after a moment, she raised her face to mine; and,
as I bent down my head, and looked into her very soul, through the deep,
honest, trusting, loving, grey eyes, our lips met in one long thrilling
kiss.
It was a foretaste of paradise!