And she is so good, and she loves me so! And Tulee, too.

I didn't dare to try to speak to her.

I knew I should break down.

All the way coming here I was frightened for fear Gerald would overtake me and carry me off.

And I cried so, thinking about Rosa and Tulee, not knowing when I should see them again, that I couldn't see; and if Thistle hadn't known the way himself, I shouldn't have got here.