"And I," said Theodora, "will never love another man--and if we have
sinned we have sinned together--and now, oh, Hector, we must face our
fates."
Her voice tore his very heartstrings in its unutterable pathos.
And in that last passionate kiss it seemed as if they exchanged their
very souls.
Then they drove into the glare of the restaurant lights, having tasted
of the knowledge of good and evil.