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244 Githa Soiverby
But for the great love in her heart, Janet could
not have found courage to face her father as she
did. But love gives strength; it instills hope and
faith, and kindles anew the fires of life. Why,
then, should it not be strong enough to break the
fetters of even Rutherfords ? Such a love only
those famished for affection and warmth can feel,
and Janet was famished for life.
Janet. I had a dream a dream that I was in a place
wi flowers, in the summer-time, white and thick like they
never grow on the moor but it was the moor a place
near Martin s cottage. And I dreamt that he came to
me with the look he had when I was a little lass, with his
head up and the lie gone out of his eyes. All the time
I knew I was on my bed in my room here but it was
as if sweetness poured into me, spreading and covering
me like the water in the tarn when the rains are heavy
in the fells. . . . That s wT
hy I dreamt of him so last
night. It was as if all that was best in me was in that
dream what I was as a bairn and what I m going to
be. He couldn t help but love me. It was a message
I couldn t have thought of it by myself. It s something
that s come to me here (putting her hands on her
breast}. Part of me!
All that lay dormant in Janet now turns into
glowing fire at the touch of Spring. But in
Martin life has been marred, strangled by the iron
hand of Rutherfords .
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