I knew no better then." "I had not thought any one capable of that," said I.
"Ah, but I repented on the instant! I repented before night came.

In the twilight I got upon my knees and prayed that all my plan might go wrong--if I could call it plan.

'Now,' I said, as the hour approached, 'they are before the priest; they stand there--she in white, perhaps; he tall and grave.

Their hands are clasped each in that of the other.

They are saying those tremendous words which may perhaps mean so much.' Thus I ran on to myself.