"Oh, Joe!" she cried out, "what is life doing with us?"
And they went back, confused and strange, through the lighted streets.
They stood before her house.
"Till you come back!" he whispered.
She flashed about then, a look of a new wonder in her eyes.
"If only I thought you were right in your work!" she cried.
"You will! You will, Myra! And in that hope, we will go on!"
She was gone; the door shut him out of her life. And all alone, strong, bitter, staring ahead, Joe stepped off to begin the new life … to plunge into the battle.
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