"Quite! I think I have been so all my life."
"I'm penniless now, Dick, a beggar, with nothing in the world but the clothes I wear."
"Yes," I said, catching her hands in mine, "my beggar-maid; the loveliest, noblest, sweetest that ever stooped to bestow her love on man."
"Dick, how glorious everything is this morning--the earth, the sky, and the river!"
"It is our wedding morning!" said I.
"Our wedding-day," she repeated in a whisper.
"And there never was just such a morning as this," said I.
"But, Dick, all days cannot be as this--there must come clouds and storm sometimes, and--and--oh, Dick! are you sure that you will never, never regret--"
"I love you, Lisbeth, in the shadow as well as the sunshine--love you ever and always." And so, the little foot hesitating no longer, Lisbeth came down to me.
Oh, never again could there be such another morning as this!