For four minutes out of infinite time life has privileged them to be alone together.
It will be far safer too.

Otherwise you know not with what fearful flame love will fill the chasms under ground, circling and seething in the fiery darkness.

Theophil loves you, but some day your home will suddenly be rent from cope to base, unless his poor heart may speak, yea, babble itself, just once in Isabel's ears.
A temptation had come to Theophil.

At first he put it aside.

Then passion, wiser for once than reason, told him that it was a necessity, and he knew that passion was right.