"
"No! no! Jane; Lady Mary is out of her trouble by now, and is as happy
as a lark, you may be sure. Has she not won everything her heart
longed for? Then let us make our own paradise, since we have helped
them make theirs. You have it, Jane, just within your lips; speak the
word and it will change everything--if you love me, and I know you
do."
Jane's head was bowed and she remained silent.
Then I told her of Lady Mary's message, and begged, if she would not
speak in words what I so longed to hear, she would at least tell it by
allowing me to deliver only one little thousandth part of the message
Mary had sent; but she drew away and said she would return to the
castle if I continued to behave in that manner. I begged hard, and
tried to argue the point, but logic seems to lose its force in such a
situation, and all I said availed nothing. Jane was obdurate, and was
for going back at once. Her persistence was beginning to look like
obstinacy, and I soon grew so angry that I asked no permission, but
delivered Mary's message, or a good part of it, at least, whether she
would or no, and then sat back and asked her what she was going to do
about it.
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