Especially is this so when the two people have little or no outside society or distraction to divert their attention from each other.

Not that there was, at any rate as yet, the slightest hint of affection between them.
Only they liked one another very much, and found it pleasant to be a good deal together.

In short, they were walking along that easy, winding road which leads to the mountain paths of love.

It is a very broad road, like another road that runs elsewhere, and, also like this last, it has a wide gate.

Sometimes, too, it leads to destruction.