"Now tell me thy sorrowing tale, to me so wrapt in mystery.

Fear not from me.

It is enough thou clingest to me in such sweet guileless confidence still." She obeyed him; and the heavy weight of suffering years seemed lightening as she spoke.

From her first meeting Arthur, to that morning's harrowing interview, every feeling, every incident, every throb of reproach and dread were revealed with such touching and childlike truth, that even in his suffering, Morales unconsciously clasped his wife closer and closer to him, as if her very confidence and truth, rendered her yet dearer than before, and inexpressibly soothed at the very moment that they pained.

Their interview was long, but fraught with mutual comfort.