"I have those fears, too, sometimes," she went on; "I have had them when I was with you, but more often when I was alone.

They come to me suddenly, and I have such eager longings to run to you and tell you of them, and ask you to drive them away.

But I never did it; I kept them to myself." "You could keep something back from me, Grizel ?" "Forgive me," she implored; "I thought they would distress you, and I had such a desire to bring you nothing but happiness.

To bear them by myself seemed to be helping you, and I was glad, I was proud, to feel myself of use to you even to that little extent.

I did not know you had the same fears; I thought that perhaps they came only to women; have you had them before?
Fears," she continued, so wistfully, "that it is too beautiful to end happily?
Oh, have you heard a voice crying, 'It is too beautiful; it can never be' ?" He saw clearly now; he saw so clearly that he was torn with emotion.
"It is more than I can bear!" he said hoarsely.