Chapter 21

_seated by her; an open note in his hand_.

_Lilia_. Tear it up, Julian.

_Julian_. No; I'll treasure it As the remembrance of a by-gone grief: I love it well, because it is _not_ yours.

_Lilia_. Where have you been these long, long years away? You look much older. You have suffered, Julian!

_Julian_. Since that day, Lilia, I have seen much, thought much, Suffered a little. When you are quite yourself, I'll tell you all you want to know about me.

_Lilia_. Do tell me something now. I feel quite strong; It will not hurt me.

_Julian_. Wait a day or two. Indeed 'twould weary you to tell you all.

_Lilia_. And I have much to tell you, Julian. I Have suffered too--not all for my own sake.

[_Recalling something_.]

Oh, what a dream I had! Oh, Julian!-- I don't know when it was. It must have been Before you brought me here! I am sure it was.

_Julian_. Don't speak about it. Tell me afterwards. You must keep quiet now. Indeed you must.

_Lilia_. I will obey you, will not speak a word.

_Enter_ Nurse.

_Nurse_. Blessings upon her! she's near well already. Who would have thought, three days ago, to see You look so bright! My lord, you have done wonders.

_Julian_. My art has helped a little, I thank God.-- To please me, Lilia, go to sleep a while.

[JULIAN _goes_.]

_Lilia_. Why does he always wear that curious cap?

_Nurse_. I don't know. You must sleep.

_Lilia_. Yes. I forgot.