At the worst, they would attain their best; at the very least, they would win their most: they would die together.
To end together.

It matters not how few or many years love and the beloved live their days side by side, even though their love be but the morning and the evening of one divine day, so that there be no bereaved and lonely to-morrow.

The hour that takes one and not the other takes with it too all the accumulated happiness of all the years.

That hour these two were to escape.

Yet was there no need of haste.