It is irrevocably fixed.

Please do not question me any more; cannot you see how I am suffering?
I beseech your pity; I beg you not to prolong this useless interview.

I cannot bear it!" Brant rose to his feet, and stood looking down upon her bowed head, her slender figure shaken by sobs.

Whatever it might prove to be, this mysterious shadow of a dead man, there could be no doubting what it now meant to her.

His eyes were filled with a love unutterable.
"Naida, as you have asked it, I will go; but I go better, stronger, because I have heard your lips say you love me.