I don't feel it now.

Wilfrid! Every day I have spoken that name, have spoken it aloud.' 'So have I often spoken yours, dear.' They gazed at each other in silence.
'And it is to be as I wish ?' Wilfrid said gently.
'So very soon ?' 'So very long! This is only Saturday.

If I had known this morning, it could have been on Monday.' 'Your wife, Wilfrid?
Really your wife ?' 'How your voice has changed! Till now you spoke so sadly.

Those words are like the happiest of our old happy time.

Three long days to be passed, but not one day more.