If there is I shall wait for you there if I have to wait ten thousand years.

If not, then good-bye for ever.

Think of me sometimes, for I have loved you very dearly, and as nobody will ever love you again; and while I live in this or any other existence and am myself, I shall always love you and you only.

Don't forget me.

I never shall be really dead to you until I am forgotten .-- J." She lifted the paper from her knee, and without even re-reading what she had written thrust the pass back into her bosom and was soon lost in thought.
Ten minutes later Jantje, like a great snake in human form, came creeping in to where she sat, his yellow face shining with the raindrops.
"Well," whispered Jess, looking up with a start, "have you done it ?" "No, missie, no.