I rose to my feet, feeling blindly for support, and rested against the great carved columns of the bed. A cold rage froze me, searching every vein with icy numbness that left me like a senseless thing. That passed; I roused, breathing quietly and deeply, and looked about, furtive, lest the familiar world around had changed to ashes, too.
Presently my dull senses were aware of what was at my feet, kneeling there, face buried in clasped hands, too soft, too small, too frail to hold a man's whole destiny. And, as I bent to kiss them, I scarce dared clasp them, scarce dared lift her to my arms, scarce dared meet the frightened wonder in her eyes, and the full sweetness of them, and the love breaking through their azure, as I think day must dawn in paradise!
"Now, in the name of God," I breathed, "we two, always forever one, through life, through death, here upon earth, and afterward! I wed you now with heart and soul, and ring your body with my arms! I stand your champion, I kneel your lover, Elsin, till that day breaks on a red reckoning with him who did this sin! Then I shall wed you. Will you take me?"
She placed her hands on my shoulders, gazing at me from her very soul.
"You need not wed me--so that you love me, Carus."
Arms enlacing one another, we walked the floor in silence, slowly passing from her chamber into mine, and back again, heads erect, challenging that Destiny whose shadowy visage we could now gaze on unafraid.
The dusk of day was dissolving to a silvery night, through which the white-throat's song floated in distant, long-drawn sweetness. The little stream's whisper grew louder, too; and I heard the trees stirring in slumber, and the breeze in the river-reeds.
There, at the open window, standing, she lifted her sweet face, looking into mine.
"What will you do with me? I am yours."
"Wait for you."
"You need not wait, if it be your will."
"It is not my will that we ever part. Nor shall we, wedded or not. Yet we must wait our wedded happiness."
"You need not, Carus."
"I know it and I wait."
"So then--so then you hold me innocent--you raise me back to the high place I fell from, blinded by love----"
"You never fell from your high place, Elsin."
"But my unpardonable sin----"
"What sin? The evil lies with him."
"Yet, wedded, I sought you--I loved you--I love you now--I offer my amends to you--myself to do with as it pleases you."
"Sweetheart, you could not stir from the high place where you reign enthroned though I and Satan leagued to pull you down. I, not you, owe the amends; I, not you, await your pleasure. Yours to command, mine to obey. Now, tell me, love, where my honor lies?"