To mock my anguish and my pain
And yet thou art so sweet, so pure,
I may not--dare not thee forsake;
For tho' this pain for aye endure
I'll love thee--but my heart will break."
"The story of an impossible love," said Lady Errington when he ended.
"Yes! It is called 'My Star in Heaven.'"
"As if any man loved so hopelessly and purely--absurd!"
"There are more varieties of the human race than you know of, Alizon."
"No doubt. But I'm not particularly impressed with those I have met with."