The drip, drip, drip of the ceaseless rain was the only sound in the stillness.

They seemed to be alone together in a sanctuary that none other might enter, husband and wife, made one by the Bond Imperishable, waiting together for deliverance.

They were the most precious moments that either had ever known, for in them they were more truly wedded in spirit than they had ever been before.
How long the great silence lasted neither could have said.

It lay like a spell for awhile, and like a spell it passed.
Merryon moved at last, moved and looked down into his wife's eyes.
They met his instantly without a hint of shrinking; they even smiled.
"It must be nearly bedtime," she said.

"You are not going to be busy to-night ?" "Not to-night," he said.
"Then don't let's sit up any longer, darling," she said.