“My God! Ann Veronica,” he said, struggling to keep his hold upon her; “my God! Tell me—tell me now—tell me you love me!” His expression was as it were rapaciously furtive. She was civil, but she was obviously impatient to know his errand. He made some obvious comments on the wide view warming toward its autumnal blaze that spread itself in hill and valley, wood and village, below. Gerald’s thoughts raced as he reached out supporting hands and murmured meaningless phrases to soothe. With a faint view of overtaking them the pursuer urged his steed to a quicker pace. "Give me till to-morrow," implored she, "and if I can bring myself to part with him, you shall have him without another word.
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