"Why, he is gone, as I soon shall be.
What news of him ?" "That he is not gone, that he lives, or so I believe, though heretofore I have hid it from you." The head was lifted for a moment, and the eyes stared at her with wondering joy.
"Do you trick me, Nurse?
Nay, you would never do that.

Give me the milk, I want it now.

I'll listen.

I promise you I'll not die till you have told me.

If Christopher lives why should I die who only hoped to find him ?" So Emlyn whispered all she knew.