She need not be beautiful; beauty
soon fades. I should look upon her as a dear friend, a chum. I should
never feel shy in her company, as with any ordinary girl. I should
approach her without fear, as I am approaching you, and I should say:
'Will you be my friend for life?' I should be able to speak to her
without the slightest tremor of that nervousness which a lover is
supposed to feel when he proposes to the object of his tenderness,
because his thoughts are not pure."
Adeline looked at the young man, who had taken her hand in his, with
enraptured eyes.
"You are an idealist," she said, "and I agree with you from the very
bottom of my heart. You are asking for my friendship, if I understand
you rightly. It shall be yours, but I must put you to the test first.
Will you prove to me that you can pocket your pride for the sake of a
friend?"
"Speak and I shall obey!"
Adeline took off a golden chain with a locket which she had been
wearing round her neck.
"Wear this as a symbol of our friendship."
"I will wear it," he said, in an uncertain voice; "but it might make
the people think that we are engaged."
"And do you object?"
"No, not if you don't! Will you be my wife?"
"Yes, Axel! I will! For the world looks askance at friendship between
man and woman; the world is so base that it refuses to believe in the
possibility of such a thing.
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