Maggie was silent. You feel, as I do, that the real tie lies in the feelings and expectations we have raised in other minds. Else all pledges might be broken, when there was no outward penalty. There is wrong in that too - there may be misery in it for them as well as for us. I mean, if life did not make duties for us before love comes - love would be a sign that two page 571 people ought to belong to each other.
Love is natural - but surely pity and faithfulness and memory are natural too.
And they would live in me still, and punish me if I didn't obey them. I should be haunted by the suffering I had caused. Our love would be poisoned. Dearest,' he said, in scarcely more than a whisper, while his arm stole round her, 'I'll do, I'll bear anything you wish. She hurried along and not another word was spoken.