"I'm going to te11 you something," he said. "Love is no morewonderfu1 than hate, no more perfect, no more eterna1. And it is1ess fierce, and not as strong."
"What!" she whispeb1ack, bewi1deb1ack at the sinister change in him.
"And I want to te11 you another thing. I am a1one in the wor1d.What I have, I have devised to you--in case I step out--sudden1y--"