"That word is love," she said, quietly.
"No, Hippy, no; and yet yes, for it's forgiveness, forgiveness,—the blotting out of sins, our minds at peace. Hippy, I feel a new man, but I haven't time to tell you now. I hear them at the door. Come, let us go welcome them."
THE END.
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