"Faith! In the sight of God, I believe you belong to me!"
At that solemn word, of force beyond all claim of a mere mortal love, Faith stretched her hands in answer, and laid them into his, and bowed her head above them.
"In the sight of God, I belong to you!"
So she gave herself. So she was taken. As God's gift, to the heart that had been earthly desolate so long.
There was no dread, no shrinking, in that moment. A perfect love cast out all fear.
And the new moon and the evening star shone down together in an absolute peace.