flesh and spirit. That was the moment of life. What was conquering the
dense resistance of material things, or coming off victor in bouts
with men? The moment of life is when the infinite sea opens before the
lover.
The heart of the island held them like the heart of Allah. The pines
sang around them.
“We must go on,” spoke Lily. “It is so dark we can't see the Indian on
the trail.”
“There isn't any Indian on the trail now,” laughed Maurice. “You can
never frighten me with him again.”
THE END
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