but I shut them out from my thoughts, with the music from The Vampire
sounding loud in nay ears, and Bella Lewis hanging on my arm.

"All of a sudden, when we reached the door of the theatre, Bella turned
round, and something glittered on her neck in the moonlight.

"'What is that?' I said, pointing to it.

"''Tis my necklace that you gave me,' she said; 'twas in my pocket at
the dancing. I was so afraid it would drop off.'

"And there it was hanging row under row, and the shells showing all
their colours in the bright moonlight. I don't know how can such
things be, Sara, but as sure as I'm here I saw Morva standing there,
just as I saw her that night when I gave her her necklace, standing
under the elder-tree, with the round moon shining full on her face.
Sara, woman, I nearly lost my breath, and had to lay my hand on the
doorpost to steady myself. Bella had hold of my arm, and I felt as if
a snake was hanging there that I wanted to throw off. The music came
full and loud into the street, and I hated it all. I cannot tell what
came over me, but my knees trembled and my hands--mine, remember,
Gethin Owens, the big, strong sailor!--my hands were shaking like a
leaf when I took the tickets. I tried to throw it off, and to laugh
and talk again with Bella.

"'What's the matter?' she said; but I couldn't answer, for whenever I
looked at her that glittering necklace brought Morva's face before me
so plain as if she had been there herself; and when we sat down in the
theatre I couldn't hear the music and I couldn't see the stage, because
soft in my ears was Morva's voice calling me, like she called me that