“You’ve brought me all that makes life brave and beautiful.” She turned her buoyant head, and in the white moonlight her smile flashed radiant upon him. “A new day is on the way to us, Rowan. The sun will reach down into the valley there where you and I have been lost in the fog, and all the mist will vanish as if it had never been.”
The man caught his breath sharply. She was so fine! With superb courage and patience she had fought for him. All good things that life had to offer should be hers. Instead, he brought her the poison of the penitentiary record to taint her future.
Something of this he tried to tell her. “I’m a pardoned convict. Your friends will never let you forget that—never.”
“Your friends are my friends. I have no others,” she told him, eyes aglow. Then added, in a murmur: “Oh, my dear, as if what anybody says matters now between you and me.”
Her faith was enough to save them both. He threw away his prudent doubts and snatched her to him. In his kisses the lover spoke.
Presently they walked back to the camp through the gathering darkness. A great peace lay over their world.
THE END
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