Poppea, who had been looking off into the sunrise, turned her head quickly, and for the first time in months, found his eyes fixed full upon her face before he could shift them.
At last she knew! Leaving her hands in his, she leaned toward him, murmuring in a voice so full of joy that it quivered as though strung with tears:—
"Where is more rest than here? I need you, Hugh!"
Then to the one behind the closed door and to the two facing the dawn a new life came on the wings of the morning.
THE END
NOVELS, ETC., BY "BARBARA"
(MABEL OSGOOD WRIGHT)
The Garden of a Commuter's Wife Illustrated
"Reading it is like having the entry into a home of the class that is the proudest product of our land, a home where love of books and love of nature go hand in hand with hearty, simple love of 'folks.' ... It is a charming book."—The Interior.