Father, I wanted what you spoke of as the Madonna in the Home.

Therefore--'twas I who made the plan--we agreed that, the wedding having of necessity been so hurried, the courtship should follow, and we would count ourselves but betrothed, even after reaching Castle Norelle, for just so many days or weeks as she should please; until such time as she herself should tell me she was wishful that I should take her home.

But--each day of the ride northward had been more perfect than that which went before; each hour of each day, sweeter than the preceding.

Thus it came to pass that on the very evening of our arrival at Mora's home, after parting for the night at the door of her chamber, we met again on the battlements, where years before we had said farewell; and there, seated in the moonlight, she told me the wonder of our Lady's grace in the vision; and, afterwards, in words of perfect tenderness, the even greater wonder of her love, and that she was ready on the morrow to ride home with me.

So we parted in a rapture so deep and pure, that sleep came, for very joy of it.