Their little gayeties were done; the life of little things was all behind.
Now for the future.

The sterner note had struck--work was to be done; that, too, the New Year had brought to them--work for each of them, work and the world of men.
For a moment they shrank from it, loth to take the first step beyond the confines of the garden wherein they had lived so joyously and learned to love each other; and as they stood there, facing the gray and darkening Eastern sky, their backs forever turned to the sunset, Blix drew closer to him, putting her hand in his, looking a little timidly into his eyes.

But his arm was around her, and the strong young force that looked into her eyes from his gave her courage.
"A happy New Year, dear," she said.
"A very, very happy New Year, Blix," he answered.
[The End].