"St. John!" I exclaimed，when I had got so far in my meditation.

"Well?" he answered icily.

"I repeat I freely consent to go with you as your fellow-missionary，but not as your wife; I cannot marry you and bee part of you."

"A part of me you must bee," he answered steadily: "otherwise the whole bargain is void. How can I，a man not yet thirty，take out with me to India a girl of nineteen，unless she be married to me?

How can we be for ever together- sometimes in solitudes，sometimes amidst savage tribes- and unwed?"