"
"This reminds me, dear," she said. "You remember you never would
interfere with any belief of mine before we were married? But I knew
your mind all the same, and I thought as you thought--not from any
reasons of my own, but because you thought so. Tell me now, Angel,
do you think we shall meet again after we are dead? I want to know."
He kissed her to avoid a reply at such a time.
"O, Angel--I fear that means no!" said she, with a suppressed sob.
"And I wanted so to see you again--so much, so much! What--not even
you and I, Angel, who love each other so well?"
Like a greater than himself, to the critical question at the critical
time he did not answer; and they were again silent. In a minute or
two her breathing became more regular, her clasp of his hand relaxed,
and she fell asleep. The band of silver paleness along the east
horizon made even the distant parts of the Great Plain appear dark
and near; and the whole enormous landscape bore that impress of
reserve, taciturnity, and hesitation which is usual just before day.
The eastward pillars and their architraves stood up blackly against
the light, and the great flame-shaped Sun-stone beyond them; and the
Stone of Sacrifice midway.
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