Consent to marry me, and I will swear to you, by heaven itself, that I will keep your secret faithfully, loyally, until I die." "I cannot marry you," she replied; "I do not love you.
— from A Fair Mystery: The Story of a Coquette by Charlotte M. Brame
There were only a few lines upon it:— "Dearest: I cannot be your wife—how shall I tell you?
— from That Affair at Elizabeth by Burton Egbert Stevenson
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