"Is it not well you should die? For you live but to madden men and drive them to sin and folly."
"Nay," said she, "to men of good heart beauty leads to goodness. From yourself come the sin and folly, my lord;" and she laid hold of the ruby necklace and broke the clasp of it, and flung it on the ground before him. He took no heed of it, but seized her hand, and drew her to the edge of the bluff, saying:
"The world will be safer if I fling you down."
Then she looked in his face, and a sudden pity entered into her heart, and she said very gently:
"Sit down, my lord, and let me put my hands on your brow, for I think you are in a fever."
He sat down, all trembling and shaking like a man with ague, and she stripped off her gauntlets, and took his forehead between her hands; and he lay there quiet with his head between her hands. Presently his eyes closed, and he slept. But Osra did not know what to do, for darkness had fallen, and she dared not leave him alone there by the river. So she sat where she was, and in an hour, the night being
