Surely he loved her.
"Did you see me die ?" she asked, in a whisper.

"I have seen you die." "Don't, Grizel!" he cried.
But she had to go on.

"Tell me," she begged; "I have told you." "No, no, never that," he answered her.

"At the worst I have had only the feeling that you could never be mine." She smiled at that.

"I am yours," she said softly; "nothing can take away that--nothing, nothing.