Think how long that is to love and suffer together.
This morning was he out of his mind, and in his fancy we were boy and girl again and wandering in the happy fields; and so in that innocent glad converse wandered he far and farther, still lightly gossiping, and entered into those other fields we know not of, and was shut away from mortal sight.

And so there was no parting, for in his fancy I went with him; he knew not but I went with him, my hand in his--my young soft hand, not this withered claw.

Ah, yes, to go, and know it not; to separate and know it not; how could one go peace--fuller than that?
It was his reward for a cruel life patiently borne." There was a slight noise from the direction of the dim corner where the ladder was.

It was the king descending.

I could see that he was bearing something in one arm, and assisting himself with the other.