"Good-by."
"Good-by, my dear."
Her hand fluttered to her throat, her fingers twisted nervously through strands of pearls.
"Elliott—I must say one thing more to you before you go. Never blame yourself for anything that has happened. You have given me the greatest bliss that I have ever known, and the greatest pain, which is the same thing—how can I ever feel anything but love and gratitude toward you?"
"Oh, Christabel
"You must go now, Elliott."
He was thrilled, his whole body tingled as he lifted a floating sleeve to his lips. Courage and love and sorrow. Elliott and Christabel.
"And do one thing for me, my dear. Forget what I have told you, and when you think of me—if you think of me—think that I am happy"
