And at the very end of all, in that hour of triumph when you know that you have borne me safely over that abyss at the brink of which I am hovering now, you will go off into the forest, and--" She approached him, and laid a hand on his arm.

"You will not come back," she finished, so gently that he scarcely heard her words.

"You will die--for me--for all who have known you." "Good God!" he breathed, and he stared over her head to where the red and gold billows of the forests seemed to melt away into the skies..