"It has been nearly six months now," he finished, "and, of course, I am very sorry for you. If I can do anything to help you, don't hesitate to call on me, please."
"Thank you. I—I won't."
She heard her own voice change. Stifled, she fled up-stairs.
Her grief was sincere, unshaded by any selfish thought that it made her own course easier or more justifiable in the eyes of society. To her, Howard Barkley's death changed nothing save that the man whom she had once loved sincerely was now no more.
But the living remained, and to the call of the living her life was henceforth joyfully dedicated.
(The end.)
Transcriber's Note: The following typographical errors present in the original edition have been corrected.
In Chapter V, "tenements she had visted in her charity work" was changed to "tenements she had visited in her charity work".
In Chapter VII, a missing quotation mark was added after "What, indeed, is moral law?"