The things we do!

It was
not to be thought of between people so far apart as they. The brink
was a delightful place, full of all the sweet ecstasies and thrilling
joys of a seventh heaven, but over the brink--well! there should be no
"over," for who was she? And who was he? Those two dreadfully stubborn
facts could not be forgotten, and the gulf between them could not be
spanned; she knew that only too well. No one better.
Brandon answered her question: "I do not know about going; I think I
shall. I have volunteered with a ship that sails in two or three weeks
from Bristol, and I suppose I shall go."
"Oh, no! do you really mean it?" It gave her a pang to hear that he
was actually going, and her love pulsed higher; but she also felt a
sense of relief, somewhat as a conscientious house-breaker might feel
upon finding the door securely locked against him. It would take away
a temptation which she could not resist, and yet dared not yield to
much longer.
"I think there is no doubt that I mean it," replied Brandon.


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