Presently he ended and buried his face in his hands. The quick, faint breaths had died away, and as I looked on the still white face on the pillow I thought that she had gone. But suddenly the large eyes slowly opened wide.
“Father,” she said, faintly.
“Elsket,” the old man bent over her eagerly.
“I am so tired.”
“My Elsket.”
“I love you.”
“Yes, my Elsket.”
“You will stay with me?”
“Yes, always.”
“If Cnut comes?”.