But Barbara is not dead; the good and the great never die. As Timothy Hadwin said to Peter the last time that he came to Boar Dale:
"Her spirit is here, in the wind, in the song of the beck, in the blades of grass. But most of all, she is here in our hearts, in your heart and mine, living in them, communing with them more closely than she did in life. The souls of the righteous are in the hand of God, and there shall no torment touch them."
The End
By the same Author
THE SOUL OF UNREST
By EMILY JENKINSON
PALL MALL GAZETTE—"There is a fine quality in this story, and as rare as it is fine, the magic of the natural and of the spiritual worlds."
THE TIMES—"'Inis Glora and Angel Meadow! These were the teachers who were the making of Bride Kilbride a splendid soul'—Inis Glora, the wild island in the North Sea where Bride (or Bridget) grew up in the ruined castle of the Macdonalds; and Angel Meadow, the overcrowded slums of a provincial city crushed by a hungry winter and seething with social unrest, which stirred her to service and love. Homes both of them of dream for an imaginative nature; and the two worlds, so far apart yet linked so closely by human ties, shine with the glow of enthusiasm and of striving and suffering humanity through the pages of this finely imaginative novel."
GLOBE—"A remarkable and highly imaginative novel."