You must give me an answer

You must give me an answer ‘I think she ought… to have told him the truth—or else refused him… I Executive chair don't know，’ replied director Tess， who could not swallow her food． She soon left the table and went into the fields， feeling the pain in the story． She had continued to refuse Angel's offers of marriage， but from that Sunday he changed his approach towards her．He looked for her and came to talk to her at every possible moment， at milking， butter-making， cheese-making， among chickens and among pigs．She knew she could not resist much longer． She loved him so passionately， and he was so like a god in her eyes． He treated her as if he would love and defend her under any circumstances． This began to make her feel less afraid about agreeing to marry him， and telling him the truth about herself．

The days were shorter now， and in the mornings the dairy worked by candlelight．One Executive chair morning between three and four she ran up to Clare's room to wake him， before waking the others． Having dressed， she was about to go downstairs when Angel came out of his room and stopped her．

‘Now， miss，’he said firmly．‘You must give me an answer or I shall have to Executive chair leave the house． You aren't safe with me． I saw you just now in your nightdress． Well？ Is it yes at last？’