But I should have been
sorry all my life long had I not come back to tell you what I feel, and
that I shall never forget. All my life I shall be grateful. You have
saved me from a thousand deaths. Ah, if I could give you but one life!
Yet--yet--oh, do not think but that I would tell you the whole truth,
though I am not wholly truthful. See, I love my place in the world more
than I love my life; and but for you I should have lost all."
He made a protesting motion. "The debt is mine, in truth. But for you I
should never have known what, perhaps--" He paused.
His eyes were on hers, gravely speaking what his tongue faltered to say.
She looked and looked, but did not understand. She only saw troubled
depths, lighted by a soul of kindling purpose. "Tell me," she said, awed.
"Through you I have come to know--" He paused again. What he was going to
say, truthful though it was, must hurt her, and she had been sorely hurt
already. He put his thoughts more gently, more vaguely.
"By what happened I have come to see what matters in life.
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