But, dear John, every day and hour I love you more and more.

And if I could have loved you better than I do, the noble words I heard you say this morning would have made me.

But I can't.

All the affection that I had (it was a great deal, John) I gave you, as you well deserve, long, long ago, and I have no more left to give.

Now, my dear husband, take me to your heart again! That's my home, John; and never, never think of sending me to any other." Richard Stopped and picking up a glass from the table moistened his lips.