Would I live again my life? Aye, every moment except perhaps when
Jane was ill--and therein even was happiness, for what a joy there was
at her recovery. I do not even regret that it is closing; it would be
ungrateful; I have had so much more than my share that I simply fall
upon my knees and thank God for what He has given.
Jane's whole attitude toward me was changed, and she seemed to cling
to me in a shy, unconscious manner, that was sweet beyond the naming,
as the one solace for all her grief.
After I had answered all her questions, and had told her over and over
again every detail of Mary's flight, and had assured her that the
princess was, at that hour, breasting the waves with Brandon, on their
high road to paradise, I thought it time to start myself in the same
direction and to say a word in my own behalf. So I spoke very freely
and told Jane what I felt and what I wanted.
"Oh! Sir Edwin," she responded, "let us not think of anything but my
mistress. Think of the trouble she is in.
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