"Never again, I hope," said Paul; "from this moment I take charge of
you. We will be married as soon as possible; we will go to Charleston."
"Don't let us talk of that. Just love me here;--- now."
"Well--don't I?" said Paul, smiling.
He found a little nook between two spurs of the thicket which had
invaded the beach; here he made a seat for her with a fragment of wreck
which had been washed up by the sea.
"Let us stay here all day," she said, longingly.
"You will have me all the days of your life," said Paul. He had seated
himself at her feet. "We shall have to live in Port aux Pins for the
present; you won't mind that, I hope?"