They were trying to heap up for themselves proof that they might still be near each other.

And, above all, his effort was to save her from the worst, worst woe.

And I understood, too, why something wiser and stronger than myself had led me to tell the dream which was not a dream at all.
But it was as she said; the world had not learned the Secret yet.

And there we stood.

We did not cry or talk, but we clung to each other--we CLUNG.