"I shan't be really dead, silly," Richard told her. "We're bound to meet again some day. People who love each other can't help meeting again. Old nurse told me so, and she knows everything. Goodbye, Elfrida." He kissed her. "Goodbye, Edred, old chap. I'd like to kiss you too, if you don't mind. I know boys don't, but in the times I'm going to men kiss each other. Raleigh and Drake did, you know."
The boys kissed shyly and awkwardly.
"And now, goodbye," said Richard, and stepped inside the crossed triangles of moon-seeds.
"I wish," he said slowly, "oh, dear Mouldiwarps of Arden, grant me these last wishes. I wish Edred and Elfrida may never be able to tell what I have done. And I wish that in a year they may forget what I have done, and let them not be unhappy about me, because I shall be very happy. I know I shall," he added doubtfully, and paused.
"Oh, Dickie, don't" the other children cried out together. He went on—
"I wish my uncle may restore the Castle, and take care of the poor people so that there aren't any poor people, and every one's comfortable, just as I meant to do."
He took off his cap and coat and flung them outside the circle, his boots too.
"I wish I may go back to James the First's time, and live out my life there, and do honour in my life and death to the house of Arden."
