"But I knew you would come—"
"You'll not send me away again?"
She slowly slipped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
They stood on the balcony hand in hand and watched the crowds surging about the carriage as the tall Chieftain left the hotel to take the train to greet his children.
Socola uncovered his head and spoke reverently.
"He belongs to the race of giants who have made our Nation what it is to-day. We owe a debt to the unflinching dignity and honesty of his mind. He made hedging, trimming and compromise impossible—the issues which divided us of Life and Death. A weaker man would have wavered and we should have had to fight our battles over again. They have been settled for all time."
Jennie lifted her eyes to his:
"What's your name, my sweetheart?"
He laughed softly.
"Does it matter now? Our country's one—my name is Love."