"That's not the language of the Garden, good man!"
It was so easy to play, now that Travers was leading the way from the wrecked shrine.
"You are right, my girl!" Then Travers stopped and faced her, his eyes glowing with love and courage. "And to-morrow—is not yet touched!" he said.
THE END
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