And now that hope had gone and life was at its extremest ebb, why should they not take their joy before they passed to the land where, perchance, such things will be forgotten?
So it seemed to them; if indeed they were any longer capable of reason.
He looked into her eyes and she laid her head upon his heart in that mute abandonment of worship which is sometimes to be met with in the world, and is redeemed from vulgar passion by an indefinable quality of its own.

He looked into her eyes and was glad to have lived, ay, even to have reached this hour of death.

And she, lost in the abyss of her deep nature, sobbed out her love-laden heart upon his breast, and called him her own, her own, her very own! Thus the long hours passed unheeded, till at last a new-born freshness in the air told them that they were not far from dawn.

The death they were awaiting had not found them.

It must now be very near at hand.
"John," she whispered in his ear, "do you think that they will shoot us ?" "Yes," he answered hoarsely; "they must for their own sakes." "I wish it were over," she said.
Suddenly she started back from his arms with a little cry, causing the cart to rock violently.
"I forgot," she said; "you can swim, though I cannot.