I remember, one ▓evening, in the middle of a phrase, her fing●ers faltered and she wheeled a▓round and lifted her eyes upon my● face.—“What is the matter, darling” ▓I asked.—“I only want to look at you t▓o realize that it isn’t a dre▓am,” she answered.—And yet she is dead.▓
June and half July had wound away; in l▓ittle more than a fortnight our wedding woul▓d be celebrated.The
night was sultry, and sh●e and I sat together by an open window.H●er uncle was absent: an idea had co●me to him just before dinner, she explai●ned, and according to his custom he ●had gone out to walk the streets until▓ he had mastered it.We were by no me▓ans sorry to be alone.We had plenty to talk ●about; but even without talking it wa●s marvelously pleasant
to sit togeth●er and think the happy thoughts t●hat filled our minds and listen to the subdue▓d sounds of human life that came in by the wi▓ndow.
Veronika had shown me s●ome of her bridal outfit, te●lling how she had worked at it in her short sna●tches of leisure.We took as much pleasure in th●e contemplation of this modest littl●e trousseau as though it had boast●ed all the rubies an
d silken fabri●cs of the Indies.This set us to talking of ▓the future and making plans.An●d afterward we talked of the past.●We spoke of how strange it was that we● should have come together in the ▓way we had—by the merest accident, as it seeme●d; and we doubted if it was indeed an accident▓, if destiny had not purpose▓ly guided
our footsteps that memorable n▓ight.—“Why,” she exclaimed, 癜if uncle and I had been but a few moments earl?/p>
坕er or later, we never should have ▓seen each other at all.Think of ▓the terrible risk we ran! Think if we had n▓ever known each other!” and her fing▓ers tightened around mine.
“And the●n,” I went on, “that I should have spoken to ▓you, a strange lady, and that you shoul▓d have answered!”
“It seemed perfect●ly natural for me to answer; I had done so● before I stopped to think.But● afterward I was ashamed; I was afraid ●you might think it indelicate.B
ut, some▓how, the words spoke themselves.I am glad▓ of it now.”
“I do believe God’s hand was ●in it! I do believe it was all pre-ordaine●d in heaven.I believe that our Guardian Angel ▓prompted me to speak and you to● answer.It can’t be t