Wherever he might be, whatever life might have in store for him, he knew that his heart would go back to her restlessly, and remain unsatisfied without her.

He understood that he loved her.

Canon Beecher's voice came to him as if from an immense distance: 'O God, make speed to save us.' Then he heard very clearly Marion's sweet voice replying: 'O Lord, make haste to help us.' There was a faint shuffling, and the congregation rose to their feet.
His eyes were still on Marion, and now his whole body quivered with the force of his newly-found love.

She half turned and looked at him.

For one instant their eyes met, and he saw in hers a flash of recognition, then a strange look of fear, and she turned away from him, flushed and trembling.