The dastard died without a groan: why should I lament him?
I cannot.

But the Lady drew him toward her, and snatched the clothes from off his shoulders and breast, and fell a-gibbering sounds mostly without meaning, but broken here and there with words.

Then I heard her say: 'I shall forget; I shall forget; and the new days shall come.' Then was there silence of her a little, and thereafter she cried out in a terrible voice: 'O no, no, no! I cannot forget; I cannot forget;' and she raised a great wailing cry that filled all the night with horror (didst thou not hear it ?), and caught up the knife from the bed and thrust it into her breast, and fell down a dead heap over the bed and on to the man whom she had slain.

And then I thought of thee, and joy smote across my terror; how shall I gainsay it?
And I fled away to thee, and I took thine hands in mine, thy dear hands, and we fled away together.

Shall we be still together ?" He spoke slowly, and touched her not, and she, forbearing all sobbing and weeping, sat looking wistfully on him.