"You know as I'm your true love; and I'll wed you, come what may,"
said Will Scarlett. "There--I stayed away from the bonny waves on
purpose. Look at me, Bet, I'm the lad as has given his whole heart to
you."
"I'm in sore trouble," sobbed Bet. "Will, Will, don't tempt me. I'm
in the sorest trouble, and I'm being treated bitter cruel, and you--I
know as you're honest--and I know as you--you could love a girl, and
she might--might lean on you, Will. But don't tempt me, for I oughtn't
to listen to such words as you ha' spoke. For I ha' made a promise as
I'll never be wife to no man."
"You made a bad promise, then," said Will. "Who did you make it to?
Ef it were to yourself, I don't see as you need hold to it, ef your
mind's changed. And ef you made it to God, somehow I don't think He
liked it, nor thought it a good word to pass your lips--for He have
made you and me for each other, Bet; and I fancy as it don't please
Him to have the plans as He has made crossed by the weak promise of
a girl.
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