He reached over and caressed her hand.

She did not withdraw it, but her averted eyes told that she could not trust even herself too far.
As they stood before the gateway to the steps that led down into the long under-river tunnel which was to swallow them so soon and project them, each into a new life, hundreds, perhaps thousands of miles apart, Carlton realized as never before what it all had meant.

He had loved her through all the years, but never with the wild love of the past two weeks.

Now there was nothing but blackness and blankness.

He felt as though the hand of fate was tearing out his wildly beating heart.
She tried to smile at him bravely.