No circumstances either, no trial or tribulation. Could it be thought
that a bond so sacred, so indissoluble, was ever made without good
effect? No, the Almighty had His own ways with His children, and this
great mystery of holy wedlock was one of them.
"So don't lose heart, my child. Who knows what may happen yet? God works
miracles now just as He did in the old days. You may come . . . yes, you
may come to love your husband, and then--then all will be well."
Suddenly out of my despair and my defiance a new thought came to me. It
came with the memory of the emotion I had experienced during the
marriage service, and it thrilled me through and through.
"Father Dan?" I said, with a nervous cry, for my heart was fluttering
again.
"What is it, my child?"
It was hard to say what I was thinking about, but with a great effort I
stammered it out at last. I should be willing to leave the island with
my husband, and live under the same roof with him, and bear his name, so
that there might be no trouble, or scandal, and nobody except ourselves
might ever know that there was anything dividing us, any difference of
any kind between us, if he, on his part, would promise--firmly and
faithfully promise--that unless and until I came to love him he would
never claim my submission as a wife.
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