'Nature,' I told her, 'was the voice of God, which men disobey at peril; and if we were thus humbly drawn together, ay, even as by a miracle of love, it must imply a divine fitness in our souls; we must be made,' I said--'made for one another.

We should be mad rebels,' I cried out--'mad rebels against God, not to obey this instinct.' She shook her head.

'You will go to-day,' she repeated, and then with a gesture, and in a sudden, sharp note--'no, not to-day,' she cried, 'to- morrow!' But at this sign of relenting, power came in upon me in a tide.

I stretched out my arms and called upon her name; and she leaped to me and clung to me.

The hills rocked about us, the earth quailed; a shock as of a blow went through me and left me blind and dizzy.