"Give me a glass of champagne." An hour later they were motoring to London alone, at last alone, and to this pair Heaven opened its seventh door.
They dined in the private sitting-room of the suit which under the inspiration of Isobel he had taken at a London hotel, and then after the curious-eyed waiters had cleared the table, sat together in front of the fire, hand in hand, but not talking very much.

At length Isobel rose and they embraced each other.
"I am going to bed now," she said; "but before you come, and perhaps we forget about such matters, I want you to kneel down with me and say a prayer." He obeyed as a child might, though wondering, for somehow he had never connected Isobel and Prayer in his mind.

There they knelt in front of the fire, as reverently as though it burned upon an altar, and Isobel said her prayer aloud.

It ran thus: "O Unknown God Whom always I have sought and Whom now I think that I have found, or am near to finding; O Power that sent me forth to taste of Life and gather Knowledge, and Who at Thine own hour wilt call me back again, hear the prayer of Isobel and of Godfrey her lover.

This is what they ask of Thee: that be their time together on the earth long or short, it may endure for ever in the lives and lands beyond the earth.
They ask also that all their sins, known and unknown, great or small, may be forgiven them, and that with Thy gifts they may do good, and that if children come to them, they may be blessed in such fashion as Thou seest well, and afterwards endure with them through all the existences to be.