The Count of Monte Cristo

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"Oh," cried Morrel, almost tempted to throw himself on his knees before
Noirtier and Valentine, and to adore them as two superior beings, "what
have I ever done in my life to merit such unbounded happiness?"

"Until that time," continued the young girl in a calm and self-possessed
tone of voice, "we will conform to circumstances, and be guided by the
wishes of our friends, so long as those wishes do not tend finally to
separate us; in a word, and I repeat it, because it expresses all I wish
to convey,--we will wait."

"And I swear to make all the sacrifices which this word imposes, sir,"
said Morrel, "not only with resignation, but with cheerfulness."

"Therefore," continued Valentine, looking playfully at Maximilian, "no
more inconsiderate actions--no more rash projects; for you surely
would not wish to compromise one who from this day regards herself as
destined, honorably and happily, to bear your name?"