words all
gone –
your
earnest
hope to be
able to
love me?
Where is
your firm
conviction
that you
would get
to care
for me
very much?
Really
forgotten?
– really?”
She
checked
emotion,
looked him
quietly
and
clearly in
the face,
and said
in her
low, firm
voice,
“Mr.
Boldwood,
I promised
you
nothing.
Would you
have had
me a woman
of clay
when you
paid me
that
furthest,
highest
compliment
a man can
pay a
woman –
telling
her he
