CHAPTER XXII.
GRIZEL'S GLORIOUS HOUR Elspeth was to be his wife! David had carried the wondrous promise straight to Grizel, and now he was gone and she was alone again.
Oh, foolish Grizel, are you crying, and I thought it was so hard to you to cry! "Me crying! Oh, no!" Put your hand to your cheeks, Grizel.

Are they not wet?
"They are wet, and I did not know it! It is hard to me to cry in sorrow, but I can cry for joy.

I am crying because it has all come right, and I was so much afraid that it never would." Ah, Grizel, I think you said you wanted nothing else so long as you had his love! "But God has let it all come right, just the same, and I am thanking Him.

That is why I did not know that I was crying." She was by the fireplace, on the stool that had always been her favourite seat, and of course she sat very straight.

When Grizel walked or stood her strong, round figure took a hundred beautiful poses, but when she sat it had but one.