A Very Dutiful Daughter
SHE THRILLED AT HIS PASSIONATE REQUEST,

LOOKED AT HIM WITH EYES OF LOVE,

AND TOLD HIM, "NO. "

"I cannot marry you. You wish the wife you merit, my lord. Obedient, serene. I fear I can never be that woman."

"It is that you do not like me, then?"

"No! It is not that!" Then she blushed, and her body filled with warm remembrance, as she spoke the words she had so often rehearsed:

"I would rather be your mistress than your wife."