This comes from Charlotte Bronte’s Jane Eyre. Rochester has just asked Jane to marry him. Jane has not answered yet.
“Do you doubt me, Jane?”
“You have no faith in me?”
“Not a whit.”
“Am I a liar in your eyes?” he asked passionately. “Little sceptic, you shall be convinced… You–you strange–you almost unearthly thing!–I love as my own flesh. You–poor and obscure, and small and plain as you are–I entreat to accept me as a husband.”
“What, me!” I ejaculated.
[The dialogue continues with many exclamations.]
“Jane, accept me quickly. Say Edward–give me my name–Edward–I will marry you.”
“Are you in earnest? Do you truly love me? Do you sincerely wish me to be your wife?”
“I do; and if an oath is necessary to satisfy you, I swear it.”
“Then, sir, I will marry you.”
“Edward–my little wife!”
[How I enjoy the dynamics between this famous couple!]