I will be patient. I will wait, but I will win you. I've
sworn it by every oath that can bind the soul. I have no other
purpose in life. I'm going to be the Governor of New York simply
because I'm going to lift you from the shame this man has heaped
upon you and make you the mistress of the Governor's mansion of
this mighty state. Washington is but one step from Albany. My dream
is for you. I will be to you the soul of deference and of tender
honour. Your slightest wish will be my law, I will be silent if
you command. But you cannot keep me away. If you leave me, I will
follow you to the ends of the earth."
Ruth was softly crying.
"You must not cry, my love. I will make your life glorious, and
light every shadow with the tenderness of a strong man's worship."
"And you love me like this when another has robbed my soul and body
of their treasures and cast me aside?" she asked, wistfully.
His mouth suddenly tightened and his eyes flashed.
"Yes, and I'd love you so if you were broken and every trace of
beauty gone. My love would be so warm and tender and true it would
bring back the light into your eyes, the roses to your cheeks, and
life even to your dead soul.
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