"To fulfill a prophecy? You speak in riddles, and I have never delighted much in anything of that kind since I was a child."
"I may say, then, that I come to offer my congratulations, and to bring you my bridal gift."
"A gift? and from you? Surely you do not mean to offer, and I cannot accept it."
Regnar arose, and addressing the agitated girl, ended the painful interview.
"You were the daughter of Paul Hubel, of Schleswig—were you not?"
"Yes, sir. I was adopted by the brother of Mr. Randall, who was the friend of my father."
"Then, I assure you that my friend speaks truth. He has fulfilled a prediction, and gives you a fortune, and the brother who shares it with you."
The next few moments were spent in mutual explanations, and the young girl, deprived of a mother's love in early life, sent away to learn life's duties of strangers, and yearning during all her brief existence for the affection she had never known, received the brother she had never seen with an outburst of welcome which revealed what she might have been, had her life been spent under happier auspices.
At last La Salle interrupted their mutual joy.
"I have finished my task, and the prophecy of Krasippe is accomplished."