The Mountain Girl by Emma Payne Erskine Chapter 5 Page 33

“If you could be sorry like you ought to be, Frale, and turn your heart — I could die for that.”

He still held her, but lifted one shaking hand above his head.

“Before God, I promise — ”

“What, Frale? Say what you promise.”

He still held his hand high. “All you ask of me, Cass. Tell me word by word, an’ I’ll promise fair.”

“You will repent, Frale?”

“Yas.”

“You will not drink?”

“I will not drink.”

“You will heed when your own heart tells you the right way?”