“Always distrusting the future! I dare not do that. The future is my best friend.”
“Doubtless!” he replied.
“And are not our futures one and the same, Bernard?”
“Let us say so, and think so if we can. But I know you have many things to occupy you. Let us say good-bye.”
“I don’t like that word. Au revoir is better.”
“Why not good-bye? It only means ‘God be with you.’”
“Does it? Then, good-bye!”
She offered her lips and he just touched them. Otherwise his self-torment would not have been complete.