It is because once--like the man without a wedding-garment, I found my way into a forbidden paradise.

They hurled me out, Everard.

I was flung into a desert of ashes.

And now--now that I have dared to approach by another way--the sentence has gone forth that wherever I pass, something shall die.

That dreadful man--told me on the day that Ralph was taken away from me--that the Holy Ones were angry.
And--my dear--he was right.