You shall tell me how it began--tell me all there is in your heart, poor child.

It'll comfort you to speak of it.
The secret is killing you, my darling.

There's no harm--none--none! You couldn't help it.

Only let us both know, and talk to each other about it, like sisters!' Thyrza's grasp of the iron loosened, and her hand fell.

She turned her face to the light again.
'Lyddy, how do you know this ?' 'I thought it.