Beyond the Rocks

"There is something lucky about Versailles," she said, "and they shall

experience it, too!"

So she planned a picnic, and arranged it with Hector before he reached

Paris. He was not to show himself or communicate with Theodora; he was

just to be there at the Réservoirs and wait for their arrival.

And the gods smiled--and the day was fine--and the trees were green--as

had been another day, two years ago.

And oh, the wild, mad joy that surged up in their hearts when their eyes

met once more!

They could not speak, it seemed, even the words of politeness; so they

wandered away into the spring woods, silent and glad; and it was not

until they reached the shrine of old Enceladus that Hector clasped

Theodora again in his arms, and gave rein to all the passionate love and

delirious happiness which was flooding his being.

There one can leave them--together--for always--looking out upon the

realization of that fair dream of life.

Safe in each other's arms, in those smooth waters, beyond the rocks.

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