"Turn from me if you can: the heart that I have won, you cannot reclaim, and though the hand be thus denied me, this, this is mine." Saying this, he pressed her lips to his, a strange feeling thrilled to her heart as she attempted vainly to hate him, or extricate herself from his embrace. "I love you to madness," he said, and you distract me. "Trust yourself entirely to me, it is the only means of safety left. Yes, Calantha, I will do for you, what no man ever did before. If it destroy me, I will never lead you to guilt, only rely upon me, be guided by me." "You ran the risk she said, of our being separated for ever, of making my aunt miserable. Of." "Nonsense child, I never risk any thing, it was necessary your aunt should know, and the fear of losing you entirely will make her readily consent to my seeing you more than ever," "Oh God! what guilt. Think not that my attachment is such as to bear it." "It shall bear all
