There it was, all round them. It partook, she felt, carefully helping Mr. Bankes to a specially tender piece, of eternity.

“There can be no doubt, I thought, pushing aside the newspaper, that our mean li…”

“What dissolution of the soul you demanded in order to get through one day, what…”

“What is nobler," she mused, turning over the photographs, "than to be a woman t…”

“Leonard, always the years between us, always the years. Always the love. Always…”