questioned Lillian , getting interested in the little romance . `` Very much , '' and Paul 's black eyelashes fell . `` Would you die for her , as they say in the old songs ? '' asked the girl , melodramatically . `` Yes , Miss Lillian , or live for her , which is harder . '' `` Dear me , how very nice it must be to have anyone care for one so much , '' said the child innocently . `` I wonder if anybody ever will for me ? '' '' Love comes to all soon or late , And maketh gay or sad ; For every bird will find its mate , And every lass a lad , '' sang Paul , quoting one of Hester 's songs , and looking relieved that Lillian 's thoughts had strayed from him . But he was mistaken . `` Shall you marry this sweetheart of yours someday ? '' asked Lillian , turning to him with a curious yet wistful look . `` Perhaps . '' `` You look as if there was no ` perhaps ' about it , '' said the child , quick to read the kindling of the eye and the change in the voice that accompanied the boy 's reply . `` She is very young and I must wait , and while I wait many things may happen to part us . '' `` Is she a lady ? '' `` Yes , a wellborn , lovely little lady , and I 'll marry her if I live . '' Paul spoke with a look of decision , and a proud lift of the head that contrasted curiously with the badge of servitude he wore . Lillian felt this , and asked , with a sudden shyness coming over her , `` But you are a gentleman , and so no one will mind even if you are not rich . '' `` How do you know what I am ? '' he asked quickly .
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