"No; Heaven is my witness that I think her mere dust and ashes in comparison with you,—and shall continue to think so, unless you drive me from you by too much severity. She is a daughter of earth; you are an angel of heaven; only be not too austere in your divinity, and remember that I am a poor, fallible mortal. Come now, Helen; won't you forgive me?" he said, gently taking my hand, and looking up with an innocent smile.
"If I do, you will repeat the offence."
"I swear by—"
"Don't swear; I'll believe your word as well as your oath. I wish I could have confidence in either."
"Try me then, Helen: only trust and pardon me this once, and you shall see! Come, I am in hell's torments till you speak the word."
I did not speak it, but I put my hand on his shoulder and kissed his forehead, and then burst into tears. He embraced me tenderly; and we have been good friends ever since. He has been
