“Those whom prejudice has poisoned and gross greed crushed.”
“Ah, wife, God keep us children, blessed ever with an ever generous youth.”
Upon Joan’s face there shone an immortal glory, a look that was not begotten of the world.
“To help others,” she said. “May many a tired face brighten to my own; may weary eyes speak to me of the Christ; may Heaven descend in every good deed done.”
“Poverty and pain have taught us much.”
“To love pure living, the clean wind blowing from the sea, the scent of meadows streaming towards the dawn. To succor the unfortunate! To give, even as God has given to us!”
Transcriber’s Notes:
Spelling and hyphenation have been left as in the original. A few obvious typesetting errors have been corrected without note.
[The end of The Slanderers by Warwick Deeping]