"
"Oh, dear, I must have made another mistake. Forgive me." She lay back
on her cushions.
"Marie, when I get married, it's you I want for my wife. I have told you
that before, and I haven't changed my mind. You shall be mine, if you
will come back to the sweet days of long ago. Will you?"
He leaned over the couch, and she drew his face to hers. "Yes," she
whispered.
At the end of an hour's conversation wherein much had been said, Marie
asked: "May I go with you to the temple and there help you in the work
you are doing? I believe I could help a little."
It was at that moment that the curtain lifted from the eyes of the
mortal, and Henrik saw for an instant into the pre-existent world. A
group of spiritual beings was eagerly engaged in conversation, and from
out that group he heard the voice of one answering Marie's question.
"Yes; I think so; but we shall see."
XV.
"A friend of mine in his journey is come to me."--_Luke 11:6._
The next time Henrik went to the valleys of the mountains in western
America, Marie accompanied him.
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