They sauntered on a long time in silence.

The night was clear and balmy.

Such nights, calm and silent, recall the past from the dead.
"It is a many years since we walked so late, my man," said Catherine softly.
"Ay, sweetheart, more than we shall see again (is he never coming, I wonder ?)" "Not since our courting days, Eli." "No.

Ay, you were a buxom lass then." "And you were a comely lad, as ever a girl's eye stole a look at.

I do suppose Gerard is with her now, as you used to be with me.