"Yes, Anthony!" She raised her eyes to his.
He was pale as death.
"Urith, your forgiveness for all the sorrow I have caused you."
"Oh, Anthony!" she clung to him, quivering with emotion. "It is I—it is I—who must——"
"We have been neither of us free from blame. One kiss—a last—in token of perfect reconciliation."
A kiss that was long—which neither liked to conclude—but Anthony at length drew his lips away.
"We shall meet again," he said, "and then to part no more."