He thought of the home she had just left. He caught her hands and gazed into her deep eyes. "Darling—you'll never regret this?" he asked slowly.
"I never shall."
"God grant it!"
"I never shall. This is the day when my life begins."
"And mine, too!" He drew her to him, and kissed her. "But we must go. He said he'd be waiting for us. Come."
She lowered her veil, and they stepped into the hall. In the darkness they reached for each other, their hands touched and clasped; and so, hand in hand, they went down the stairs and forth into the night—and forth into the beginning of life.