Chapter 33 WOMAN'S A RIDDLE

"Let mirth and music sound the dirge of care,

But ask thou not if happiness be there."

The Lord of the Isles.

"And here she came...

And sang to me the whole Of those three stanzas."

The Talking Oak.

"Yet this is also true, that, long before,

My heart was like a prophet to my heart,

And told me I should love."

Tennyson.