She took a shaky breath at his words, moved and touched that he would offer them so freely to her. A rare jewel in this place, as precious as the heart that beat within his chest. She knew the verse, having begun to educate herself with the various books in the library.

Gently, she answered back:

"Not of my self;
by some great Maker then,
In goodness and in power praeeminent;
Tell me, how may I know him, how adore,
From whom I have that thus I move and live,
And feel that I am happier then I know"