"I had no wisdom but love!"
"The Lord heard me, my Marsyas, for I was near mine extremity, and I could not have endured much longer!"
"I had reached my extremity, Lydia, and then the Lord gave me His hand."
She turned him toward the light, and gazed up at his eyes with such earnestness, such penetration on her almost infantile face, that he pressed her closer to him and laughed a low laugh. Her eyes flashed on him a light of new interest.
"I never heard thee laugh till now!" she exclaimed.
"I never was happy till now!"
"Why now, and not before?" she asked.
There was silence; he could not tell her why he had changed, but he could tell what had marked it.
He led her to the chair she had left, and when she had sat, dropped at her feet and crossed his arms upon her lap.
"Listen, and when I have done, know that the Lord loved us, and hath joined us with His own hands."