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  So the diary ended.

  They invalided Godfrey out of the service and because of his lungtrouble, he went to the house that Miss Ogilvy had left him in Lucerne,taking Mrs. Parsons with him. There too he found the Pasteur, grown anold man but otherwise much the same as ever, and him also he brought tolive in the Villa Ogilvy.

  The winter went on and Godfrey grew, not better, but worse, till atlast he knew that he was dying, and rejoiced to die. One evening aletter was brought to him. It was from Madame Riennes, written in ashaky hand, and ran thus:

  "I am going to pass to the World of Speerits, and so are you, my Godfrey, for I know all about you and everything that has happened. The plum is eaten, but the stone--ah! it is growing already, and soon you will be sitting with another under that beautiful Tree of Life of which I told you in the English church. And I, where shall I be sitting? Ah! I do not know, but there is this difference between us that whereas I am afraid, you have no cause for fear. You, you rejoice, yes, and shall rejoice--for though sometimes I hate you I must tell it. Yet I am sorry if I have harmed you, and should you be able, I pray you, say a good word in the World of Speerits for your sinful old godmamma Riennes. So fare you well, who thinking that you have lost, have gained all. It is I, I who have lost. Again farewell, and bid that old Pasteur to pray for me, which he, who is good, will do, although I was his enemy and cursed him."

  "See that she lacks for nothing till the end, and comfort her if youcan," said Godfrey to the Pasteur.

  That night a shape of glory seemed to stand by Godfrey's bed and towhisper wonderful things into his ears. He saw it, ah, clearly, andknew that informing its changeful loveliness was all which had beenIsobel upon the earth.

  "Fear nothing," he thought it said, "for I am with you and othersgreater than I. Know, Godfrey, that everything has a meaning and thatall joy must be won through pain. Our lives seem to have been short andsad, but these are not the real life, they are but its black and uglydoor, whereof the threshold must be watered with our tears and thelocks turned by the winds of Faith and Prayer. Do not be afraid then ofthe blackness of the passage, for beyond it shines the immortal lightin that land where there is understanding and all forgiveness.Therefore be glad, Godfrey, for the night of sorrows is at an end andthe dawn breaks of peace that passes understanding."

  Godfrey woke and spoke to the old Pasteur who was watching by his bedwhile Mrs. Parsons wept at its foot.

  "Did you see anything?" he asked.

  "No, my son," he answered, "but I felt something. It was as though anangel stood at my side."

  Then Godfrey told him all his vision, and much else besides, of whichbefore he had never spoken to living man.

  "It well may be, my son," answered the Pasteur, "since to those whohave suffered greatly, the good God gives the great reward. He Whoendured pain can understand our pains, and He Who redeemed sin canunderstand and be gentle to our sins, for His is the true Love Eternal.So go forward with faith and gladness, and in the joy of that new worldand of the lost which is found again, think sometimes of the oldPasteur who hopes soon to join you there."

  Then he shrove and blessed him.

  After this Godfrey slept awhile to wake elsewhere in the Land of thatLove Eternal which the soul of Isobel foreknew.

 
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