Not only Eveena, not only I, but hundreds, thousands, of the best and kindliest men and women of your world hold this faith as fast as we do.

You feel what Eveena is.

What she is and what others are not, she owes to this trust:--to the assurance of a Power unseen, that rules our lives and fortunes and watches our conduct, that will exact an account thereof, that holds us as His children, and will never part with us.

Do you think it is a lie that has made Eveena what she is ?" "But you _think_, you do not know." "Yes, I know; I have seen." Here a touch, breaking suddenly upon that intense concentration of mind and soul on a single thought, violently startled me, gentle as it was; and to my horror I saw that Eveena was kneeling with me by the couch.
"Remember," she said, in the lowest, saddest whisper, "'the Veil that guards the Shrine.'" "No matter, Eveena," I answered in the same tone, the pain at my heart suppressing even the impulse of indignation, not with her, but with the law that could put such a thought into her heart.

"Neither penalty nor oath should silence me now.