Life is before you, and life is good.

These evil times will go by, the king shall have his own again, the fanatics will be scourged as they deserve, and the church will rise like the phoenix from the ashes of her purification.' 'But how many will lie out in the fields all the year long, yet never see blossoms or hear nightingales more!' said Dorothy.
'Such will have died martyrs,' rejoined the doctor.
'On both sides ?' suggested Dorothy.
Again for a moment the good man stood checked.

He had not even thought of the dead on the other side.
'That cannot be,' he said.

And Dorothy looked up again at the moon.
But she listened no more to the songs of the nightingales, and they left the orchard together in silence.
'Come, Rowland, we must not be found here alone,' said Amanda, who saw them go.

'But tell me one thing first: is mistress Dorothy Vaughan indeed your cousin ?' 'She is indeed.