"Give me my sound mind too.

You've given me back my body sound." Her lips parted in a smile sufficient to show the row of her white and even teeth, "You are getting well.

It is time for me to go.
As to this--" She handed him back the paper folded.
"You think it's only an attempt to heal the soreness of my conscience, don't you ?" he said after a time, shaking his head.
"It was; but it was more.

Well, you can't put your image out of my heart, anyhow.

I've got that.