Moneta had already forgiven him; and the three—father, mother, and child—loved one another, and were content to the end of their lives; and Ivan said,—
“Once for all I have found that gold cannot make one happy; but, with the blessing of a clear conscience, warm hearts and loving words are the sweetest things in life.”
THE LOST SYLPHID.
“I tell the tale as ’twas told to me.”
I have heard that one night, on a distant shore, a band of water-nixies were dancing to gentle music, their golden sandals twinkling like stars.
A lord and lady were walking on the same shore. The lord’s eyes were bent on the ground; but his wife paused, and said,—
“Listen, my lord, to that enchanting music!”
“I hear no music,” he replied, laughing. “You must wake up, dear wife.