But you'll get over it, Mollie, believe me you will,
and like me all the better by and by."
"Will you go?" said Mollie, her eyes beginning to blaze.
"Listen to me first," said the doctor, earnestly. "Listen to me, I
implore you, Mollie! I have taken a dangerous step in fetching you
here--in marrying you as I did; my very life is at stake. Do you think I
will stick at trifles now? No. You must either return to New York as my
wife, openly acknowledging yourself such, or--never return. Wait--wait,
Mollie! Don't interrupt. You are altogether in my power. If you were
hidden in a dungeon of the French Bastile you could not be more secure
or secluded than here. There is no house within five miles; there is
the wild sea, the wild woods, a stretch of flat, barren, marshy
sea-coast--nothing more. No one ever comes here by water or land. There
are iron bars to those windows, and the windows are fifteen feet from
the ground. The people in this house think you mad--the more you tell
them to the contrary the less they will believe you. In New York they
have not the slightest clew to your whereabouts.
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