Julian Hawthorne,
Eight Years in a Rock
(1901)
“ The deep tones of his voice became exquisitely tender; and ever and anon they would draw in deep, enjoying breaths, as new life rushed into them from each other. Standish hardly ventured to look closely at them, so sacred and lovely was this reunion. Surely their experience had been without a parallel—to be all these years within sound of each other's voices, yet mutually invisible; while their love had waxed daily stronger. They themselves hardly as yet realized that they had regained each other; they would touch and gaze at each other from time to time, to be assured there was no mistake. ”
