"When I sit here I always think of Nora.

There's such a beautiful view of the sunset from here.
And then I think of the evening when she went away, how the whole sky was golden, as if the heavens were open, and you could look right into them and see the crystal river flowing there forever.

Whenever it is a clear evening, and the red clouds come in the west, I always think that Nora is looking down at me and beckoning me to come to her.

How dearly I should love to go!" Fani sprang to his feet in great distress.
"How can you talk so, Elsli?
Here we are living so happily together.
Nobody was ever so happy as we are, and yet you talk as if it was all nothing, and all you want is to die! I'm sure I don't want to die, and you ought not to.

And if you were to talk in this way to Mrs.Stanhope just once, what do you suppose would happen?
I can tell you--she'd just send us straight home, I know; and how would you like that?
And I'm certain that she means to have us stay here always; for several times when I've said something about being a painter she has begun to talk about the future, and she takes it for granted that you and I are to live with her.