Now a flock of white-winged angels rested on the low-hung azure of the sky, watching the glory of Phoebus as he drove his fiery steeds over the western edge of the world.
Again, Mount Olympus would grow before my eyes, and I would plainly see Jove sitting upon his burnished throne, while gods and goddesses floated at his feet and revelled on the fleecy mountain sides.

Then would mountain, gods, and goddesses dissolve,--as in fact they did dissolve ages ago before the eyes of millions who had thought them real,--and in their places perhaps would come a procession of golden-maned lions, at the description of which would Madge take pretended fright.

Again, would I see Madge herself in flowing white robes made of the stuff from which fleecy clouds are wrought.

All these wonders would I describe, and when I would come to tell her of the fair cloud image of herself I would seize the joyous chance to make her understand in some faint degree how altogether lovely in my eyes the vision was.

Then would she smile and softly press my hand and say:-- "Malcolm, it must be some one else you see in the cloud," though she was pleased.
But when the hour was done then came the crowning moment of the day, for as I would rise to take my leave, if perchance we were alone, she would give herself to my arms for one fleeting instant and willingly would her lips await--but there are moments too sacred for aught save holy thought.
The theme is sweet to me, but I must go back to Dorothy and tell you of the scene I have promised you.
As I have already said, it was the evening following that upon which I had read the marriage contract to Sir George, and had seen the vision on the hillside.