"You know that it has come at last,--all that I had worked for, prayed for; all that would have made us happy here; all that would have saved you to me has come at last, and all too late!" "Too late!" echoed the voice with his.
"You remember," he went on, "the last day we were together.

You remember your friends and family would have you give me up--a penniless man.

You remember when they reproached you with my poverty, and told you that it was only your wealth that I was seeking, that I then determined to go away and never to return to claim you until that reproach could be removed.

You remember, dearest, how you clung to me and bade me stay with you, even fly with you, but not to leave you alone with them.

You wore the same dress that day, darling; your eyes had the same wondering childlike fear and trouble in them; your jewels glittered on you as you trembled, and I refused.