Hers trembled, but his were steady.
"I would have Anthony Dalaber true to his soul and true to his friends.

I would have him obey, inasmuch as he can do so with a clear conscience toward God and man, but no farther.

O my love, my love, how I shall pray for thee now and ever!" He clasped her in his arms, as once before he had done when they had been speaking almost upon this same subject, before the danger cloud hung lowering in the horizon of their sky.
"Thou dost bid me be faithful above all things, my Freda--faithful unto death ?" He felt the shudder that ran through her frame.

It had been easy once to speak these words, but they sounded more terrible now.

Yet for all her tremors her voice did not falter.
"It is the voice of the Spirit, Anthony; it is His word.