The Princess Bride - Pg 52

   He took another step. "I'm late. I must go. I hate it    but I must. The ship sails soon and London is far."   "I understand."   He reached out with his right hand.   Buttercup found it very hard to breathe.   "Good-by."   She managed to raise her right hand to his.   They shook.   "Good-by," he said again.   She made a little nod.   He took a third step, not turning.   She watched him.   He turned.   And the words ripped out of her: "Without one kiss?"   They fell into each other's arms.