Intoxicated by the awe and rapture in that "Oh!" he went on, whispering:
"We'll go to London. I'll show you the world.
And I will take care of you, I promise, Megan. I'll never be a brute to you!"
"If I can be with you-that is all."
He stroked her hair, and whispered on:
"To-morrow I'll go to Torquay and get some money, and get you some clothes that won't be noticed, and then we'll steal away. And when we get to London, soon perhaps, if you love me well enough, we'll be married."
He could feel her hair shiver with the shake of her head.
"Oh, no! I could not. I only want to be with you!"