you would widen out my narrow understanding of them, and show
them again to me in greater loveliness.

I hear you receive no visitors; but cannot you make just one exception,
and let me come?

I was at the Great Pyramid when I heard. I was sitting on the piazza
after dinner. The moonlight called up memories. I had just made up my
mind to give up the Nile, and to come straight home, and write asking
you to come and see me; when General Loraine turned up, with an English
paper and a letter from Myra, and--I heard. Would you have come, Garth?

And now, my friend, as you cannot come to me, may I come to you? If you
just say: "COME," I will come from any part of the world where I may
chance to be when the message reaches me. Never mind this Egyptian
address. I shall not be there when you are hearing this. Direct to me
at my aunt's town house. All my letters go there, and are forwarded
unopened.

LET ME COME. And oh, do believe that I know something of how hard it is
for you. But God can "enable."

Believe me to be,

Yours, more than I can write,

Jane Champion.

Garth removed the hand which had been shielding his face.

"If you are not tired, Miss Gray, after reading so many letters, I
should like to dictate my answer to that one immediately, while it is
fresh in my mind. Have you paper there? Thank you. May we begin?-- Dear
Miss Champion ... I am deeply touched by your kind letter of sympathy
... It was especially good of you to write to me from so far away amid
so much which might well have diverted your attention from friends at
home."

A long pause. Nurse Rosemary Gray waited, pen in hand, and hoped the
beating of her heart was only in her own ears, and not audible across
the small table.

"I am glad you did not give up the Nile trip but--"

An early bee hummed in from the hyacinths and buzzed against the pane.
Otherwise the room was very still.

--"but of course, if you had sent for me I should have come."

The bee fought the window angrily, up and down, up and down, for
several minutes; then found the open glass and whirled out into the
sunshine, joyfully.

Absolute silence in the room, until Garth's quiet voice broke it as he
went on dictating.

"It is more than kind of you to suggest coming to see me, but--"

Nurse Rosemary dropped her pen. "Oh, Mr. Dalmain," she said, "let her
come."

Garth turned upon her a face of blank surprise.

"I do not wish it," he said, in a tone of absolute finali