Once more I stood at the gate of Heaven, I and another. We held fast
by one another; We were very tired. We looked up at the great gates;
angels opened them, and we went in. The mud was on our garments. We
walked across the marble floor, and up to the great throne. Then the
angels divided us. Her, they set upon the top step, but me, upon the
bottom; for, they said, "Last time this woman came here she left red
foot-marks on the floor; we had to wash them out with our tears. Let
her not go up."
Then she with whom I came, looked back and stretched out her hands to
me; and I went and stood beside her. And the angels, they, the shining
ones who never sinned and never suffered, walked by us, to and fro, up
and down; I think we should have felt a little lonely there if it had
not been for one another, the angels were so bright.
God asked me what I had come for; and I drew my sister forward a
little that He might see her.