I am going to tell you something which you may think strange.

Do you not believe that spirits sometimes come back to the world to fulfill some work that lay near their hearts?
What if I were to tell you that I have sometimes thought that her spirit lives in me--that Edith Bartlett, not Edith Leete, is my real name.

I cannot know it; of course none of us can know who we really are; but I can feel it.

Can you wonder that I have such a feeling, seeing how my life was affected by her and by you, even before you came.

So you see you need not trouble to love me at all, if only you are true to her.