“Home, Edith,” she made answer. “Home—to Leonard and Anstace, and to Christ. The work that was set me is done. ‘Nunc dimittis, Domine!’”
“Dear Aunt Joyce,” said I, “I want you for ever so long yet.”
“If thou verily do, Edith,” saith she, “I shall have to tarry. And surely, she that hath borne forty years’ travel in the darkness, can stand a few days’ more journeying in the light. I know that when the right time cometh, my Father will not forget me. The children may by times feel eager to reach home, but the Father’s heart longeth the most to have them all safe under His shelter.”
And very gravely she added—“‘They that were ready went in with Him to the wedding: and the gate was shut up.’”
The End.
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