"I shall hold her hand again," Fionn entrusted to Caelte's ear. "You will do that, surely." "I shall look into her face," his lord insisted. But he saw that not even beloved Caelte understood the meaning of that, and he knew sadly and yet proudly that what he meant could not be explained by any one and could not be comprehended by any one. "You are in love, dear heart," said Caelte.