"Mary did not forget."

"What do you mean?"

"She asked me to see that you got it, and to give you a message when your grieving had ended."

"Indeed?" he asked.

"I remember her words precisely. She said, 'If you wish to find her in the next life, you will find the way in the pages of her book.' She waits for you, you know. You will see, she has marked the way." Elizabeth quickly went on, "I cannot remember a time when Mary did not keep this Bible with her. It was your mother's book."

Uriah wrinkled his brow and turned to look at her. "You know?"

"Mary told me all of it."

"When?"

"Do you recall the day I re­fused to leave Mahala in the face of Cornwallis because I did not fear the British. She took me into the music room, played the song I had heard her play so very often and told me. She wanted me to understand the evil some men do in the name of the King. I assure you, when she finished I was pre­pared to leave Mahala immediately. Thankfully, Cornwallis turned east."

"She did not tell me you knew."

"There was much Mary did not tell you."

"There is more?"