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 They both watched it intently until it was swallowed up in the infinite. Then she looked at him and her eyes softened, shining bright with a sudden emotion. He drew her to him and kissed her silently, passionately.

“Yes,” she said, “but it must all end some time.”

“All things must end some time.”

“But this quicker than others.”

“Why should it?”

“Because it is not good that mortals should be too happy.”

“Infamous doctrine of fanatic pietism!”

“T believe there are those who still wear hair shirts and otherwise mortify the flesh. That is Christianity in its maddest and most sickly aspect. The old pagans adored it. Who were the wiser? But perhaps they hadn’t souls to save. I wonder?’

He did not answer, for it suddenly came to him that something might even be said for the rigid Christian, though on the whole he would rather not enter into that profitless discussion. In many ways he was a child of his generation, one of the many who come from the public schools and universities, trained to a nicety, no