She rose, her hands clasped upon her breast, and stood waiting

A shaft of golden sunlight streamed down the garden, and seemed to

focus on the postern gate.

Then the gate swung open and the Boy came in, slamming it behind him.

She saw him coming up the lawn toward her, bareheaded; the sunlight in

his shining eyes.

"I couldn't wait for trains," he shouted. "I came by motor. And I

jolly well exceeded the speed-limit all the way!"

She moved a few steps to meet him.

"Boy dear," she said, "you always exceed all speed-limits. It is a way

you have. Exceed them as much as you like, so long as I am with you

when you do it. But--oh, my Little Boy Blue!--don't fly again; for, if

you fall and break your wings, indeed you will break my heart."

In a moment she was sobbing on his breast, her arms flung around him.

There was nothing broken or limp about his strong young body, pulsating

with life.

He put his arms about her, holding her in a clasp of close possessive

tenderness.

He did not yet understand what had happened; but he knew the great gift

he desired had been given him. He waited for her to speak.

She lifted her face to his.

"Guy," she said; "ah, take me, hold me, keep me! I am altogether your

own. I will explain to you fully, by and by. The stone was very

great; but lo, as we reached it, the Angel of the Lord had rolled it

away.... No other man has a shadow of claim over me. I am free to

say, to the only man I have ever really loved: Take me; I am yours.

Oh, Boy! I am altogether yours."

He bent over her.

The sweet proud lips were parted in utter surrender, and lifted to his.

He paused--just for one exquisite moment, of realization.

She waited his kiss with closed eyes, so she did not see the radiance

of his face, as he looked up to the blue sky, flecked with fleeting

white clouds. But she heard the voice, which from that hour was to

make the music of her life:

"Thank the Lord," said Little Boy Blue.

Then--he kissed her.

* * * * *

"_And the evening and the morning were the seventh day._"

_List of_

MRS. BARCLAY'S NOVELS

By FLORENCE L. BARCLAY

THE ROSARY

Over One Million Copies Sold

_Translated into French, German, Norwegian, Swedish, Polish, Finnish,

Dutch, and Spanish._

"The sentiment is never mawkish; it rings true, and throughout the

whole story there is a vein of elevating emotion which should attract

lovers of wholesome fiction."--_Times_.

THE MISTRESS OF SHENSTONE

"A youthful sentiment, fresh and romantic, flows through Mrs. Barclay's

new book, and gives to the story some of the delicate odour of lavender

and jessamine, and old-fashioned flowers."--_Daily Graphic_.

THE FOLLOWING OF THE STAR

"A worthy successor to 'The Rosary.' It has the same charm and grip,

whilst the plot is again unusual and clever...."--_Evening Standard_.

THROUGH THE POSTERN GATE

"It is a book to turn over in a sunny garden, under shady trees, when

one might look up from the clear print and see a happy prince coming in

through the green gate to lead one's own self to

fairyland."--_Manchester Guardian_.

THE BROKEN HALO

"It is the record of the saving of a soul by charity. The end

represents the triumph of mortal kindness."--_Standard_.

THE WALL OF PARTITION

"A brisk, readable story with a strong plot, full of incident and sure

of a wide appreciation."--_Globe_.

THE UPAS TREE

"The book is full of that mixture of humour, feeling, and religion that

gain for Mrs. Barclay so wide a popularity."--_Church Family Newspaper_.

RETURNED EMPTY

"This is certainly the most arresting tale that the authoress has

produced since her first huge success."--_Daily Mail_.

SHORTER WORKS

Seven of Mrs. Barclay's Shorter Stories now collected for the first

time into one volume, and including one which has never before been

printed in book form.

THE WHITE LADIES OF WORCESTER

3s. 6d. net.

Mrs. Barclay's Last Long Novel.

"It has tenderness, it has a story which never flags, above all it has

humanity."--_Observer_.

G. P. PUTNAM'S SONS, Ltd.,

24 Bedford St., Strand, London, W.C. 2, & New York

_SOME PRESS OPINIONS ON THE LATE_

FLORENCE L. BARCLAY

"A writer who appealed to and won the affection of so many of her

fellow countrymen and women is no negligible quantity. Indeed there is

reason to think that Mrs. Barclay understood the tendency of her age

better than many contemporary novelists whose technical skill exceeded

hers."--_Times_.

"Mrs. Barclay's death will be regretted by many thousands of

readers."--_Morning Post_.

"'The Rosary' and nearly all her other books were inspired by true

religious feeling, which she always managed to infuse into the

imagination of her readers."--_Sphere_.

"From the highest to the lowest she commanded an attentive

public."--_Liverpool Daily Courier_.

"There was a purpose behind all she wrote that lifted her books above

the common, and enabled her to reach readers who would turn away from

the 'typical best-seller' in disgust."--_Sunday Times_.

"Mrs. Barclay was not merely a popular authoress. The ideals she

preached were high and noble and tended to elevate her

readers."--_Church Family Newspaper_.

"The underlying quality of Mrs. Barclay's literary art was her

wonderful gift of depicting home life, and it was this characteristic

which made her name loved in countless homes all over the

land."--_Lady_.

"She gave wholesale enjoyment to countless thousands, while she was

also one of the comparatively few popular authoresses who are in

themselves as good as the very best of their books."--_Glasgow Herald_.

G. P. PUTNAM'S SONS, Ltd.,

24 Bedford St., Strand, London, W.C. 2, & New York

_BY FLORENCE L. BARCLAY_

THE ROSARY

THE MISTRESS OF SHENSTONE

THE FOLLOWING OF THE STAR

THROUGH THE POSTERN GATE

THE UPAS TREE

THE BROKEN HALO

THE WALL OF PARTITION

THE WHITE LADIES OF WORCESTER

RETURNED EMPTY

SHORTER WORKS

_BY ONE OF HER DAUGHTERS_

THE LIFE OF FLORENCE BARCLAY

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