She covered it with her
hands as though it could be seen.
For a few seconds she sat very still. Then slowly but steadily she
spoke.
"Tell him then, Daisy, from me, that 'Love conquers all things--and we
must yield to Love.'"
CHAPTER L
EREBUS
Not another word passed between Daisy and Muriel upon the subject of
that night's confidences. There seemed nothing further to be said.
Moreover, there was between them a closer understanding than words
could compass.
The days that followed passed very peacefully, and Daisy began to
improve so marvellously in health and spirits that both her
husband and her guest caught at times fleeting glimpses of the old
light-hearted personality that they had loved in earlier days.
"You have done wonders for my wife," Will said one day to Muriel. And
though she disclaimed all credit, she could not fail to see a very
marked improvement.
She herself was feeling unaccountably happy in those days, as though
somewhere deep down in her heart a bird had begun to sing. Again and
again she told herself that she had no cause for gladness; but again
and yet again that sweet, elusive music filled her soul.
She would have gladly stayed on with Daisy, seeing how the latter
clung to her, for an indefinite period; but this was not to be.
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