"GREAT GOD IN HEAVEN--"
In the doorway she stood, her arms reaching out to him, love, glory,
triumph in her face--MARY JOSEPHINE!
He swayed; he groped out; something blinded him--tears--hot, blinding
tears that choked him, that came with a sob in his throat. And then she
was in his arms, and her arms were around him, and she was laughing and
crying, and he heard her say: "Why--why didn't you come back--to
me--that night? Why--why did you--go out--through the--window? I--I was
waiting--and I--I'd have gone--with you--"
From the door behind them came Duggan's voice, chuckling, exultant,
booming with triumph. "Johnny, didn't I tell you there was lots bigger
lies than yourn? Didn't I? Eh?"