Good God! said he, with a look of wildness and surprise, what is it I
hear?--But [still drawing me after him, as he retreated farther from
the door] it is no time to argue--by all that's good you must go--surely
you cannot doubt my honour, nor give me cause to question your own.

As you value me, Mr. Lovelace, urge me no farther. I come fixed and
resolved. Let me give you the letter I have written. My further reasons
shall follow; and they will convince you that I ought not to go.

Nothing, Madam, can convince me--by all that's sacred, I will not leave
you. To leave you now, would be to lose you for ever--

Am I to be thus compelled? interrupted I, with equal indignation and
vehemence.--Let go my hands--I am resolved not to go with you--and I will
convince you that I ought not.

All my friends expect you, Madam--all your own are determined against
you--Wednesday next is the day, the important, perhaps the fatal day!
Would you stay to be Solmes's wife?--Can this be your determination at
last?

No, never, never will I be that man's--But I will not go with you! [draw
me not thus--How dare you, Sir? I would not have seen you, but to tell
you so]. I had not met you, but for fear you would have been guilty of
some rashness--and, once more, I will not go--What mean you?--striving
with all my force to get from him.

What can have possessed my angel, said he [quitting my hands, and with a
gentler voice] that after so much ill-usage from your relations; vows so
solemn on my part; an affection so ardent; you stab me with a refusal to