It was one afternoon, just as they were passing along beneath the beautifully verdured bluffs that indicate the nearness of the mountain range which encircles Seoul, that Dorothy, slipping her arm with warm pressure about Helen's waist, laid a book across Helen's knee with a passage marked.
After a moment, Helen looked up, her eyes suffused with tears, for this is what she had read:
Perchance in heaven, some day, to me
Some blessed saint will come and say:
"All hail, beloved, but for thee
My soul to death had fallen a prey";
Then oh, what rapture in the thought
One soul to glory to have brought.
THE END.
FOOTNOTES:
[3] A wooden collar worn by Korean offenders against the law.
TRANSCRIBER'S NOTES:
No significant changes have been made to the original work, except to the table of contents, which has been streamlined for ease of use with this edition.