“Oh!  I grieve for you,” she said, when I had finished.

“You grieve for me, and yet, what she did for my sake you would do also, so that, as it were, both my hands must be dyed with blood.  This first terror I have borne, but if a second falls upon me then I know that I shall go mad and perish in this way or in that, and you, Quilla, will be my murderess.”

“No, no, not that!” she murmured.

“Then swear to me by your god and by your spirit, that you will do yourself no harm, whatever chances, and that if die you must, it shall be with me for company.”

“Is your love so great that you would dare this for my sake, Lord?”

“I think so, though not till all else had failed.  I think that if you were taken from me, Quilla, I could not live on here in loneliness and exile—­however great the sin.  But do you swear?”

“Aye, Love and Lord, I swear, for your sake.  Moreover, I add to the oath.  If perhaps we should escape these perils and come together, I will be such a wife to you as never man has had.  I will wrap you round with love and lift you up to be a king, that you may live in glory forgetting your home across the sea, and all the sorrows that befell you there.  Children you shall have also of whom you need not be ashamed, though my dark blood runs in them, and armies at command and palaces filled with gold, and all royal joys.  And if perchance the gods declare against us, and we pass from the world together, then I think, oh! then I think that I shall give you finer gifts than these, though what they are I know not yet, since to the power of love there is no end—­here on earth or yonder in the skies.”

I stared at her face in the starlight, and oh! it had grown splendid.  No longer was it that of a woman, since through it, like light through pearl, shone a soul divine.  It might have been a goddess who stood beside me, for those eyes were holy and her embrace that wrapped me close was not that of the flesh alone.

“I must be gone,” she whispered, “but now I go without fear.  Perchance we may not speak again for long, but trust me always.  Play your part and I will play mine.  Follow me wherever I am taken and keep near to me, if you may, as ever my spirit shall be near to you.  Then what matters anything, even if we are slain?  Farewell, beloved, kiss me and farewell.”

Another moment and she had glided away and was lost in the shadows.

She was gone, and I stood amazed and overcome.  Oh! what a love it was that this alien woman had given to me and how could I be worthy of it?  Now I forgot my griefs; now I no longer mourned because I was an outcast who nevermore might look upon the land where I was born, nor see the face of one my own race or blood.  All my loss was paid back to me again and yet again, in the coin of the glory of this woman whom I had won.  Dangers rose about us, but I feared them no more, because I knew that her love’s conquering feet would stamp them flat and lead me safe to a joyful treasure-house of splendour of spirit and of body where we should dwell side by side, triumphant and unafraid.