Soon the wings which Love lent them in his hour of revelation will shrink and vanish, and the borrowers will fall back to the level of this world, happy if they escape uncrushed.

Perchance even in their life-days, they may find these spirit wings again, overshadowing the altar of their vows in the hour of earthly marriage, if by some happy fate, marriage should be within their reach, or like the holy pinions of the goddess Nout, folded about a coffin, in the time of earthly death.

But scant are the occasions, and few there are who know them.
Thus soared Beatrice and Geoffrey while the wild night beat around them, making a fit accompaniment to their stormy loves.

And thus they too fell from heaven to earth.
"We must be going, Geoffrey; it grows late," said Beatrice.

"Oh, Geoffrey, Geoffrey, what have we done?
What can be the end of all this?
It will bring trouble on you, I know that it must.