"It will be starting in all over again, old girl. Pretty hard at first, I'm afraid."
"Hard--now?" She took his hand and laid it to her cheek.
"By all the rules you ought to hate me," he began. "What have I done for you but hurt you, and at last bring you to----"
But she shut her gloved-hand over his mouth.
"The world is all before us where to choose, now, isn't it?" she answered. "And this big house and all the life we have led in it was just an incident in our lives--an incident that is closed."
"We're starting all over again, honey.... Well, there's the carriage, I guess."
They rose, gathering up their valises.
"Ho!" said Jadwin. "No servants now, Laura, to carry our things down for us and open the door; and it's a hack, old girl, instead of the victoria."
"What if it is?" she cried. "What do servants, money, and all amount to now?"
As Jadwin laid his hand upon the knob of the front door, he all at once put down his valise and put his arm about his wife. She caught him about the neck, and looked deep into his eyes a long moment, and then, without speaking, they kissed each other.