38/44 How gladly would he have called her to life now! Mercy's words carried instantaneous conviction to his mind. It was strange he had never thought of this before; but he had not. He groaned aloud. You are right: you cannot stay here. Oh, what shall I do without you, my darling, my darling ?" "I do not think you can ever be so lonely as I," said Mercy; "for you have still your work left you to do. |