She was going one way and I was going the other, yet through the wood we went a long way together.

We did not commune much, for my eyes were on the ground; but her disconsolate look was fixed on me: I felt without seeing it.

A long time we were together, I and the moon, walking side by side, she the dull shine, and I the live shadow.
Something on the ground, under a spreading tree, caught my eye with its whiteness, and I turned toward it.

Vague as it was in the shadow of the foliage, it suggested, as I drew nearer, a human body.

"Another skeleton!" I said to myself, kneeling and laying my hand upon it.