Publisher's Synopsis
Almost fiercely she flung him back and stood up. "Come!" said she. "Let us start at once. Nothing remains for us to do here. Let us go--home!" An hour later the Pauillac spiralled far aloft, above the edge of the Abyss, then swept into its eastward tangent, and in swift, droning flight rushed toward the longed-for place of dreams, of rest, of love. Before them stretched infinities of labor and tremendous struggle; but for a little space they knew they now were free for this, the consummation of their dreams, of all their hopes, their happiness, their joy.
