There was silence for a few minutes, and the two human beings, who were really one, felt that they were alone in this wonderful white world--alone with God. "And this is love?" murmured Mavis dreamily.
"Part of love," said Gerald softly.
"What do you mean?"
"Dearest, the veil of love is beauty."
"Yes?"
"We must remove that veil: we must look behind it, to see what love really means in the innermost."
"Can we?"
"We are about to," he drew her closer to his breast, "the inner meaning of love is sacrifice."
"Sacrifice," said Mavis, puzzled.
"And that sacrifice we must make, if we would know the real and true meaning of love."