'
She saw that he was coming; and stopped him
again. But she was very nearly too late.
'No, don't love me for another minute or two, if
you please John! What I want most to tell you, I
have kept to the last. My dear, good, generous, John
when we were talking the other night about the
Cricket, I had it on my lips to say, that at first I did
not love you quite so dearly as I do now; that when I
first came home here, I was half afraid I mightn't
learn to love you every bit as well as I hoped and
prayed I might -- being so very young, John! But,
dear John, every day and hour I loved you more and
more. And if I could have loved you better than I
do, the noble words I heard you say this morning,
would have made me. But I can't. All the affec-
tion that I had (it was a great deal John) I gave you,
as you well deserve, long, long ago, and I have no
more left to give. Now, my dear husband, take me
to your heart again! That's my home, John; and
never, never think of sending me to any other!'
You never will derive so much delight from seeing
a glorious little woman in the arms of a third party
as you would have felt if you had seen Dot run into
the Carrier's embrace.
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