We could understand, could dream the dream of ages together--and yet, this was not now to be expressed in words; and there must still remain between us a barrier blacker than the night.

She needed not to tell me this truth--I felt it; felt it in the purity of her soul, her silence, her perfect trust in me.

For this I knew, then and forever--only by respect could I win the love of her.

This knowledge was restraint enough.
We rested for an hour at midnight, on the banks of a small stream.

The sky had lightened somewhat, and we could perceive the way fairly well when we again advanced, now traveling through a more open country, a prairie, interspersed with groves of trees.