On his behalf, you have incurred a responsibility which you cannot fling aside.

And here, Donatello, is one whom Providence marks out as intimately connected with your destiny.
The mysterious process, by which our earthly life instructs us for another state of being, was begun for you by her.

She has rich gifts of heart and mind, a suggestive power, a magnetic influence, a sympathetic knowledge, which, wisely and religiously exercised, are what your condition needs.

She possesses what you require, and, with utter self devotion, will use it for your good.

The bond betwixt you, therefore, is a true one, and never--except by Heaven's own act--should be rent asunder." "Ah; he has spoken the truth!" cried Donatello, grasping Miriam's hand.
"The very truth, dear friend," cried Miriam.
"But take heed," resumed the sculptor, anxious not to violate the integrity of his own conscience, "take heed; for you love one another, and yet your bond is twined with such black threads that you must never look upon it as identical with the ties that unite other loving souls.
It is for mutual support; it is for one another's final good; it is for effort, for sacrifice, but not for earthly happiness.