But we will not talk of it. There is no
need. This shall be our home, and here the world will not trouble us."
"And I cannot give up my dear father and mother. They are not like you
and your friends"--
"They are my friends, and valued and dear to me, and dearer still they
shall be as the parents of my dear little wife"--
"I was going to say"--
"But you shall not say it. I utterly forbid you ever to mention it
again. You are mine, all my own. Your friends are my friends, your
honor my honor, your happiness my happiness henceforth; and what God
joins together let not man or woman put asunder."
"Ah!" whispered Ivy, faintly; for she was yielding, and just beginning
to receive the sense of great and unexpected bliss, "but if you should
be wrong,--if you should ever repent of this, it is not your happiness
alone, but mine, too, that will be destroyed."
Again their relative positions changed, and _remained so_ for a long
while.
"Ivy, am I a mere schoolboy to swear eternal fidelity for a week? Have
I not been tossing hither and thither on the world's tide ever since
you lay in your cradle, and do I not know my position and my power and
my habits and love? And knowing all this, do I not know that this dear
head"----etc.
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