Surely it would seem fate holds us in its hands." "You tell me these things," said John Law, "because you feel it is right to tell them.

And I tell you of my future, as you tell me of your past.
Why?
Because, Lady Catharine Knollys, it has already come to matter of faith between us." The girl leaned back against the wall near which she had seated herself.
The young man bent forward, taking both her hands quietly in his own now, and gazing steadily into her eyes.

There was no triumph in his gaze.

Perhaps John Law had prescience of the future.
"Oh, sir, I had far liefer I had never seen you," cried Catharine Knollys, bending a head from whose eyes there dropped sudden tears.
"Ah, dear heart, say anything but that!" "'Tis a hard way a woman must travel at best in this world," murmured the Lady Catharine, with wisdom all unsuited to her youth.

"But I can not understand.