When one loves as we love--with our childhood and youth welded into it all--whom God hath joined--" he stammered; "oh, Molly, whom God hath joined," he whispered, and his voice trembled as he sighed again, and kissed her, "whom God hath joined.

Oh, God--God, God!" cried the lover, as he closed his eyes with his lips against her hair.
The restless horses recalled the lovers to the earth.

It was Molly who spoke.

"Bob--Bob--I can't let you go!" Molly Culpepper had no reserves with her lover.

She went on whispering, with, her face against his heart: "Bob--Bob, big boy, I am going to tell you something truthy true, that I never breathed to any one.