Great tears sprang to her eyes, for she, too, had seen of the travail of her soul and was satisfied.
“Helen,” he murmured, “we will be married soon, in the little red church in under the oaks. I will care for you always, I will strike down your enemies as I struck down the man who smote you in the face!” His voice rose to a shriek.
“He’s delirious again, madam,” Captain Dillard said sadly, passing out of the door.
But her heart was happy as was the Dawn-Maiden’s when Ioskeha came.
“He’s delirious now, but he knew me,” she murmured, ecstatically, “he knew me at first, and he loves me!”
“Ervin, darling boy,” she whispered. “You love me, do you not, you love only me?”
“I love—I love Helen—” he said, vacantly.
And she clasped him again in her arms, and covered his pale face with kisses.