In his office was his work, just as it had always been; but at home there was nothing; his wife was gone, and he seemed restless to get out.
"Let's go somewhere," he would mutter.
She went with him for strolls in the evenings.

Often they walked on and on till both were ready to drop with fatigue, but she stuck doggedly by his side.

One evening they passed the open door of a church.

It was lighted, and the deep low rumble of an organ floated out.

Joe stopped a moment irresolute, and then started to go inside.