"You never asked me about all my adventures when I was away, Sarah
Jane," he said. "I had such a number of things to tell you, but
unkind fate seems to make it impossible for me to talk to the one
person in the world I love to talk to."
"What silliness! I'm sure John Prout's a better listener than me."
"Prout's an old woman--you're a young one. That's the difference.
He bothers over my health as if he was my mother. You don't let that
trouble you, Sarah Jane?"
"Indeed but I do. 'Twas only a bit agone, at your gate, I was asking
Susan if you took your milk regular, and ate your meat as you should.
And when she said what a poor feeder you was, I blamed her cooking,
and told her I'd bring a recipe or two from Tabitha, who knows the
things you like. And I did."
"If you're hungry one way, you've no appetite another. Let me tell
you about myself. We always want to talk of ourselves when we're
miserable, and only care to hear about other people when we're happy.
I went to seek peace and I found none. Nobody comforted me--nobody
knew how to. Nobody knew Sarah Jane, and that was the only subject
that could interest me."
"Doan't 'e begin that foolishness again. I had hoped so much as you
might have found a proper maiden to love you and marry you."
"Who can love me? No, I don't ask that now. But--oh, Sarah Jane, I
do ask you to see me sometimes--only very seldom--so that I may hear
your voice and look into your eyes."
"Dan----"
"Is it my fault? Can you help loving your husband or your child?
Can I help loving you? No--don't look wild and wretched, as if you
thought you were going to be caught in a thunderstorm. I do love
you, and only you; and my love for you is the only thing that kept me
from going mad in London. You can buy sham love there, and sham
diamonds, and sham everything. Shams are on sale to suit all purses.
Once, when first I went there, I enjoyed them--not now. There's only
one real love and one real woman in the world now. But don't be
frightened, Sarah Jane. The knights of old loved just as I love
you--a love as sweet and clean and honest, as reason is sweet and
clean and honest. I only want to make you happier. The happier you
are, the happier I shall be. You can't be angry with me for wanting
to make you and yours happy. You might see me sometimes. It would
be to lengthen my days if you would."
"Daniel----"
"I guess what you're going to say. He's not satisfied with things as
they are. Well, leave that for the moment. He's safe enough. Safer
and luckier than he knows."
"I wasn't thinking of that. I was thinking what he would say if he
heard you."
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