Oh, I know you will forgive me for this deception.

She has been in Dreiberg for a month, dying, and I have often stolen out to see her." She let her tears fall unrestrained.
The duke stared at the rug.

Presently he said: "Let her be buried in consecrated ground.

Wrong or right, that chapter is closed, my child, and I am glad you made her last moments happy.

It was like you.