My love, it has copied your eyes, but it has not copied the divine kindness and goodness that I see in them!" She paused, and laid her head on his bosom.

"I shall cry, in spite of my resolution, if I look at you any longer.

We won't look--we won't talk--I can feel your arm round me--I can hear your heart.

Silence is best.
I have been told of people dying happily; and I never understood it before.

I think I could die happily now." She put her hand over his lips before he could reprove her, and nestled closer to him.