“But the children?”

He laughed softly.  “Oh, the children are always there.  We’re not quitters,” and in a graver tone, he asked for the second time:  “Will you come with me now—­to-night, Gabriella?”

At the repeated question she stretched out her hands, while she watched the light break on his face.

“I’ll come with you now—­anywhere—­toward the future,” she answered.

THE END