I might have altogether missed knowing you." The terrible thought smote them both.

What risks people ran to be sure.
They might never have met.

They might have never known what it was to meet.

They might have lived benighted, not knowing what lovely spirit had passed them by.

They looked at one another with despairing eyes.
Then a happy thought occurred to Joan.
"But, after all, you did come," she exclaimed.
Harry Luttrell drew a breath.