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go on hoping I might some time consent to marry you. … For that's impossible."
"You—forgive me—you're not already married?"
"No. …"
"Or promised?"
"No. …"
"Or in love with someone else?"
Again she told him, gently, "No."
His face cleared. He squared his shoulders. He even mustered up a smile.
"Then it isn't impossible. No human obstacle exists that time can't overthrow. In spite of all you say, I shall go on hoping with all my heart and soul and strength."
"But you don't understand—"
"Can you tell me—make me understand?"
After a long pause, she told him once more, and very sadly: "No."
