Could we look forward only to our joys, a knowledge of the future might be good to have; but imagine, if you can, the horror of anticipating evils to come.
After a short time, a lotuslike dreaminess stole over me, and past and future seemed to blend in a supreme present of contentment and rest.

Then I knew I had wooed and won Tobacco and that thenceforth I had at hand an ever ready solace in time of trouble.

At the end of an hour my dreaming was disturbed by voices, which came distinctly up to me from the base of the tower.

I leaned over the battlements to listen, and what I heard gave me alarm and concern such as all the tobacco in the world could not assuage.

I looked down the dizzy heights of Eagle Tower and saw Sir George in conversation with Ben Shaw, a woodman.