“If God makes us love each other in spite of every barrier that divides us—”
“I shall never know another happy hour in this life, Glory, never!”
“Then why should we struggle? It is our fate, and we cannot conquer it. You can’t give up your life, John, and I can’t give up mine, but our hearts are one.”
Her voice sang like music in his ears… She was fighting for her life. He started to his feet and came to her with his teeth set and his pupils fixed. “This is only the devil tempting me. Say your prayers, child!”
He grasped her left hand with his right. His grip almost overtaxed her strength and she felt faint. In an explosion of emotion the insane frenzy for destroying had come upon him again. He longed to give his feeling physical expression.
“Say them, say them!” he cried. “God sent me to kill you, Glory.”
A sensation of terror and of triumph came over her at once. She half closed her eyes and threw her other arm around his neck. “No, but to love me… Kiss me, John.”
Then a cry came from him like that of a man flinging himself over a precipice. He threw his arms about her, and her disordered hair fell over his face.
But these two unhappy lovers are only married when John is on his deathbed. He is fatally injured in a riot, and though “they could not come together in this world,” yet they are “united for all eternity on the threshold of the next.” So ends one of the most enthralling of Hall Caine’s books—a book that will be read as long as men and women care to hear about the love of a noble-hearted, fearless woman for a pure and high-minded man.