Like a dragon-brood, he saw in fancy his past follies springing up about him.

Not yet could he tell this clean-minded, gentle-bred girl that he loved her.

He must prove himself still further before he might utter what so thoroughly filled his heart and mind.
"Your brother's wife brought me to my senses.

What I am to-day she in part has made.

That is why I think so much of her; that is why I am happy to see that she is happy and has realized her heart's desire.
Heigh-ho! I believe I am making you my confessor." He turned his face toward her now, and his smile was rather sad.