With this thought in his mind, he was about to quit the room as he had entered it, by the window, when a light knock on the door arrested his attention. Almost immediately, Rue entered, and bade him good morning.
"How did you know I was here?" was Bergan's first startled inquiry.
"I heard you when you came," she answered, quietly, "and I knew your step. I always spend this night in the old house; it is the anniversary of your mother's wedding; and she comes back to me in all her youth and beauty, and the rooms light up, and flowers sweeten the air, and there is music and dancing, and the sound of gay young voices; and then, all goes out, and I remember that earth grows dim as heaven draws near. Yes, Master Bergan, I heard you when you came, and I should have come to you at once, only that there was something in your step which told me you came with a heavy heart, and would not like to be disturbed. It is lighter now?"
"A little, maumer; though it is heavy enough yet."
"And nothing will lighten it but time,—and that means the Lord, for time is the Lord's servant, and does His will."
"You know, then,"—began Bergan, and stopped, unable to finish the sentence.
"I know much, Master Bergan; more than you think. Many voices come to whisper in the old blind woman's ear."
"Do you know," asked Bergan, suddenly, "why Doctor Remy has married Carice?"
"Certainly,—to make himself master of Bergan Hall. The more fool he! Rue could have told him it was written on the stars that it should have another and a better master; and the stars do not lie. But I am sorry for Miss Carice; I would have saved her if I could, but there the stars were silent."
"I could have helped the stars in that matter, if I had known," thought Bergan. But he only asked, doubtfully;—"How should Doctor Remy expect to get the Hall by marrying Carice?"