"You—your love. I want to put my arms around you, I want to put my head down on your hair, and know that you're safe in my heart."
"Lock me away there, Governor, that's my home," she whispered, and was in his arms.
"Barbara, beloved, you don't want to go away from earth now?" he asked her, after long but pregnant silences. She lifted her head and kissed him gently.
"Dear heart," said she with a sigh, "I want to live to be a hundred and ten."