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"Fasten it into your girdle, Janet, and keep it henceforward: I have no use for it."

"It is nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, sir. Don't you feel hungry?"

"The third day from this must be our wedding-day, Jane. Never mind fine clothes and jewels, now: all that is not worth a fillip."

"The sun has dried up all the rain-drops, sir. The breeze is still: it is quite hot."

"Do you know, Jane, I have your little pearl necklace at this moment fastened round my bronze scrag under my cravat? I have worn it since the day I lost my only treasure, as a memento of her."

"We will go home through the wood: that will be the shadiest way."

He pursued his own thoughts without heeding me.

"Jane! you think me, I daresay, an irreligious dog: but my heart swells with gratitude to the beneficent God of this earth just now.

He sees not as man sees, but far clearer: judges not as man judges, but far more wisely.

I did wrong: I would have sullied my innocent flower-breathed guilt on its purity: the Omnipotent snatched it from me.

I, in my stiff-necked rebellion, almost cursed the dispensation: instead of bending to the decree, I defied it.

Divine justice pursued its course; disasters came thick on me: I was forced to pass through the valley of the shadow of death.

His chastisements are mighty; and one smote me which has humbled me for ever.

You know I was proud of my strength: but what is it now, when I must give it over to foreign guidance, as a child does its weakness? Of late, Jane-only-only of late-I began to see and acknowledge the hand of God in my doom.

I began to experience remorse, repentance; the wish for reconcilement to my Maker.

I began sometimes to pray: very brief prayers they were, but very sincere.

"Some days since: nay, I can number them-four; it was last Monday night, a singular mood came over me: one in which grief replaced frenzy-sorrow, sullenness.

I had long had the impression that since I could nowhere find you, you must be dead.

Late that night-perhaps it might be between eleven and twelve o'clock-ere I retired to my dreary rest, I supplicated God, that, if it seemed good to Him, I might soon be taken from this life, and admitted to that world to come, where there was still hope of rejoining Jane.

"I was in my own room, and sitting by the window, which was open: it soothed me to feel the balmy night-air; though I could see no stars and only by a vague, luminous haze, knew the presence of a moon.

I longed for thee, Janet! Oh, I longed for thee both with soul and flesh! I asked of God, at once in anguish and humility, if I had not been long enough desolate, afflicted, tormented; and might not soon taste bliss and peace once more.

That I merited all I endured, I acknowledged-that I could scarcely endure more, I pleaded; and the alpha and omega of my heart's wishes broke involuntarily from my lips in the words-'Jane! Jane! Jane!'"

"Did you speak these words aloud?"

"I did, Jane. If any listener had heard me, he would have thought me mad: I pronounced them with such frantic energy."

"And it was last Monday night, somewhere near midnight?"

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