Here Sihamba lit the lamp, and by its light once more examined Suzanne carefully, retouching the dye in this place and in that, till she was sure that no gleam of white showed through it.
"It is good," she said at length; "unless you betray yourself, your skin will not betray you.

And now, lady Swallow, the hour has come for us to part, and I rejoice to think that some of the debt I owe you I have repaid.

Long ago I told you that very far away I should live to save you as you saved me, and I am sure that I have saved you; there is no doubt of it in my heart.

Yes, yes, Swallow, I see you most happy in the love of husband and of children, thinking of all these things as a far-off evil dream, as of a dream that never will return.

What more do I desire?
What more have I to ask?
"I say that I have repaid to you part of the debt I owe, but all of it I can never repay, for, Swallow, you have given me love which elsewhere has been denied to me.