One day, here or hereafter, you will understand and you will forgive." "So be it," said Dirk hastily, stretching out his hand to find his hat, for he was too blind to see.

"It is a strange answer to my prayer, a very strange answer; but doubtless you are right to follow your lights as I am sure that I am right to follow mine.

We must carry our cross, dear Lysbeth, each of us; you see that we must carry our cross.

Only I beg of you--I don't speak as a jealous man, because the thing has gone further than jealousy--I speak as a friend, and come what may while I live you will always find me that--I beg of you, beware of the Spaniard, Montalvo.

I know that he followed you to the coast; I have heard too he boasts that he will marry you.