"'Dear heart' he answered 'I have seen too much, and failed too miserably, to want the spell to fall on you. All that I touch turns to ashes; whoever enters my life is cursed with my own pain'
"She gazed deeply into his eyes. 'I am not afraid' said she 'It is for this I love. For what is past, I have no memory. To-day lives, to-morrow we carry with us like a child unborn, but yesterday is dead. What do you seek? Love? Have I not given you all?' She threw out her arm in a sweeping gesture 'My love will never fail!' she cried.
"'I prize your love above all else' said he.
"'What do you seek?' she cried again, springing away, confronting him with a savage crouching intensity. 'Faith? Happiness? Peace? All are here. My people will honour you, for I am noble in the hills. What do you seek? Ask, and I will give!'
"He leaned toward her, held her at arm's length, returned her gaze. I heard him heave a sigh.
"'It is because you do not love!' said she quite low 'Before Allah, am I not fair? Why have I not your love? Look—we are alone. See how I hold you, feel my heart here, behold my eyes—ah!' Her face was close to his. 'If love lay in your heart, you could not stand thus' she whispered.
"'Stop!' he cried 'You cannot see...'
"'I cannot see, my eyes are dim with love!'
"He thrust her away suddenly, as if in fear. 'Listen' said he in a dead voice 'For many years I have followed a woman who would not love me. To the ends of the earth I have followed her, until I am weary, and heartsick, and must forget. I have left my home, I have forsaken my friends. But now I must return. Dear heart' said he 'if I were young and full of hope, I would not stand here idly, I would stay with you. But I have nothing left to offer. An old heart—broken—a brain without fire...'
"'I will make well the heart, and fire the brain!' she cried.