She said: "No mortal hand held the hands of John Zant. The guardian spirit was with me. The promised protection was with me.
I know it. I wish to know no more."
Having spoken, she rose to retire. He opened the door for her, seeing that she needed rest in her own room.
Left by himself, he began to consider the prospect that was before him in the future. How was he to regard the woman who had just left him? As a poor creature weakened by disease, the victim of her own nervous delusion? or as the chosen object of a supernatural revelation--unparalleled by any similar revelation that he had heard of, or had found recorded in books? His first discovery of the place that she really held in his estimation dawned on his mind, when he felt himself recoiling from the conclusion which presented her to his pity, and yielding to the nobler conviction which felt with her faith, and raised her to a place apart among other women.
XIV.
THEY left St. Sallins the next day.
Arrived at the end of the journey, Lucy held fast by Mrs. Zant's hand. Tears were rising in the child's eyes.
"Are we to bid her good-by?" she said sadly to her father.
He seemed to be unwilling to trust himself to speak; he only said:
"My dear, ask her yourself."
But the result justified him. Lucy was happy again.
