It is Allan, Allan who has saved my life!" After that I remember no more.

Nor did she for a while, for we both fell to the ground senseless.
When my senses returned to me I found myself lying on the floor of the wagon-house in the back yard.

Glancing from my half-opened eyes, for I was still speechless, I saw Marie, white as a sheet, her hair all falling about her dishevelled dress.

She was seated on one of those boxes that we put on the front of wagons to drive from, "voorkissies" they are called, and as her eyes were watching me I knew that she lived.
By her stood a tall and dark young man whom I had never seen before.

He was holding her hand and looking at her anxiously, and even then I felt angry with him.