What is mine is yours: it's little beside my sword and my name.

The one is naturally at my wife's service; for the other, I have had some pride in keeping it untarnished.

It is now in your keeping as well as my own.

I do not fear to leave it there, madam." I had spoken with my eyes upon the garden outside the window, but now I looked at her, to see that she was trembling in every limb,--trembling so that I thought she would fall.

I hastened to her.