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"You know the rest, how from that moment he never looked on me or any
one again; but you do not, cannot know the anguish and remorse which
filled my soul, when I realized what I had done. From that day to the
hour of Robbie's death there has never been a moment when I would not
have given my sight--yes, my life for his. And that is why I have been
the devoted sister, as you have called me. I was trying to atone, and I
did a little. Robbie told me so, for I confessed it all to him before he
died; I told him just how vile I was, and he forgave me, and loved me
just the same and went to sleep with my name on his lips. I can see it
there now, the formation of the word Lucy, and it will be the first he
utters when he welcomes me to heaven, if I am permitted to enter there.
"I have made this confession because I thought I ought, that you might
not think me better than I am, I know you will despise me, but it does
not matter; Robbie forgave and loved me to the last, and that alone will
keep me from going mad.


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