Not being able to live without you, I am not made of the stuff to leave you behind me.

I shall take you and if there's another life on the other side, live it with you.

If not, then we'll snuff out together.

Like all great lovers, I'm selfish, you see.
That's what I meant when I talked just now about choice." He moved away, quietly, and piled several cushions into a corner of one of the pews.

The look of exaltation was on his face again.
"Sit here, my dream girl," he added, with the most wonderful tenderness, "and think it over.