Oh! then I felt as though I loved Bickley, though afterwards Bastin said that I ought to have loved him, since it was not Bickley who stopped the bleeding, but his prayer." "Perhaps it was both," I suggested.
"Perhaps, Humphrey, at least you were saved.

Then came another trouble.
You took fever.

Bickley said that it was because a certain gnat had bitten you when you went down to the ship, and my father, the Lord Oro, told me that this was right.

At the least you grew very weak and lost your mind, and it seemed as though you must die.

Then, Humphrey, I went to the Lord Oro and kneeled before him and prayed for your life, for I knew that he could cure you if he would, though Bickley's skill was at an end.
"'Daughter,' he said to me, 'not once but again and again you have set up your will against mine in the past.