“Yes, he said that. Will you come, Fredrika? Shall we try to make each other happy?”
She was standing by the window now, with her hand upon her heart, and her face alight with more than earthly joy.
“Dear Fräulein,” said the Doctor, rejoicing because it was in his power to give any human creature so much happiness, “will you come?”
Without waiting for an answer, he put his hand upon her shoulder and drew her toward him. Then the heavens opened for Fräulein Fredrika, and star-fire rained down upon her unbelieving soul.
XXI
The Cremona Speaks
The grey autumnal rain beat heavily upon her window, and Iris stood watching it, with a heavy weight upon her heart.