“She could scarcely forgive him – least of all now, when the heavy footstep of their approaching Fate might be heard, nearer, nearer, nearer! – for being able so completely to withdraw himself from their mutual world – while she groped darkly, and stretched forth her cold hands, and found him not.”

“She could scarcely forgive him – least of all now, when the heavy footstep of their approaching Fate might be heard, nearer, nearer, nearer! – for being able so completely to withdraw himself from their mutual world – while she groped darkly, and stretched forth her cold hands, and found him not.”

— Nathaniel Hawthorne