What do you say, love?
I shall not go without your consent." "Thank you, you dear boy, for saying that," she responded, affectionately, squeezing the arm on which she leaned; "go if you want to; I know I can't help missing the kindest and dearest husband in the world, but I shall try to be happy in looking forward to the joy of reunion on your return." "That's a dear," he said, bending down to kiss the ruby lips.

"It is a great delight to meet after a short separation, and we should miss that entirely if we never parted at all." "But oh, Ned, if anything should happen to you!" she said, in a quivering voice.
"Hush, hush, love," he answered, soothingly; "don't borrow trouble; remember we are under the same protection on the sea as on the land, and perhaps as safe on one as on the other." "Yes; but when I am with you I share your danger, if there is any, and that is what I wish; for oh, Ned, I couldn't live without you!" "I hope you may never have to try it, my darling," he said, in tender tones, "or I be called to endure the trial of having to live without you; yet we can hardly hope to go together.
"But let us not vex ourselves with useless fears.

We have the promise, 'As thy days, so shall thy strength be.' And we know that nothing can befall us without the will of our Heavenly Father, whose love and compassion are infinite.

'We know that all things work together for good to them that love God.'" "But if one is not at all sure of belonging to Him ?" she said, in a voice so low that he barely caught the words.
"Then the way is open to come to Him.

He says, 'Come unto me.' 'Him that cometh unto me, I will in no wise cast out.' The invitation is to you, love, as truly as if addressed to you alone; as truly as if you could hear His voice speaking the sweet words and see His kind eyes looking directly at you.
"It is my ardent wish, my most earnest, constant prayer, that my beloved wife may speedily learn to know, love, and trust in Him who is the Way, the Truth, and the Life!" "You are so good, Ned! I wish I were worthy of such a husband," she murmured, half sighing as she spoke.
"Quite a mistake, Zoe," he replied, with unaffected humility; "to hear you talk so makes me feel like a hypocrite.