They kissed once more.
"Jenny, Jenny!" It was almost a poignant cry. "Jenny, I wish this moment were a thousand years. But never mind, we shall always be lovers."
"I hope we shall."
"Why only hope? We shall. We must."
"You never know," she whispered. "Men are funny; you never know."
"Don't you trust me?"
"I trust nobody. Yes, I do. I trust you."
"My darling, darling!"
Then downstairs they went, closer locked on every step, close together with hearts beating, the world before them, and the stars winking overhead.