“I may see you again, then,” she said, presently, with a deep tone of content.
He stood back from her and looked towards the horizon. There was a radiance upon his face as though light fell on him out of heaven.
“Yes, if—”
“Well?”
“We vow here together.”
She waited.
“That I never touch you, never so much as touch your hand. That our flesh is severed absolutely; that only our spirits meet.”
“I will swear that,” she said, slowly.
So, under the sunlit sky and in the breath of the breeze, they swore both of them together a solemn oath, an oath to heaven.