Life would have seemed an exquisite thing to me if only I had been free to spend it, hour after hour, with her, to go with her to the stream, to the cow, to the train, to be always at her side, to feel that I was known to her, had my place in her thoughts.
*** Is it something similar felt by the protagonist of Simenon's " The Widow"? Yes that 'widow' also passed a signal similar at first sight but hers could be explained. ****